- We were given mage bred horses that could gallop all day. We reached a small Gnome hamlet and saw the black coach Lucan owns. A red headed female came out of the public house and spotted us. She let Lucan know an armed group of people were outside. A brief struggle ensued and just when we were about to capture Lucan, he turned into mist and floated away! We examined Lucan’s coach. It contained a coffin. Lucan is a vampire. I hate undead.
- The mist headed east toward Trolanport. Trolanport is the capital of Zilagro. Gnomes rule here. Trolanport is a water city. Instead of roads we have to travel by water. Theirastra perked up as soon as she saw the boats. Granted it’s no blue water sailing, but we’ve been away from any large body of water. We found an inn and set up our base of operations.
- We split up. Rumia and Theirastra went off on their own. Stickpin did whatever he does. Alden and I headed out in search of “Krell”. Who or what Krell is we didn’t know. Malek mentioned he found the word Krell among Lucan’s notes. Alden used his armor as a notice board. A gnome approached and asked why we had the name of the Aundairian diplomat named Neya ir’Krell. The gnome told us the Aundairian embassy was throwing a masquerade ball tonight. Nameless went in search of other Warforged. He mentions he hates House Cannith several times a day. Between him and Stickpin, I need eyes in the back of my head.
- Back at the inn we told the group about our success in finding Krell. Rumia informed us that she had to leave us for a bit. She needed to head back to her abbey. It’s a hit to the group. Rumia handled herself well in our skirmishes and brought a calming effect to the group. We decided to crash the ball.
Gurney's Journal pt. 7
East Road to Trolanport