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While there are many entries in older faded ink, these ones are marked in fresh ink…
6th of Kuthona, 4711 (3 months ago)
I woke up today to find two dead whippoorwhirls on my windowsill. The witch’s foretelling has finally come true. It’s every bit as dreadful as she promised.
I know growing up in Ravengro hasn’t been the easiest on Kendra. Although she didn’t remember very much about living in Caliphas (I always told her it was Lepidstadt), as a child she would often tell me of dreams of a big city. I tried to tell her all children have these types of dreams, but I don’t know if she ever truly accepted it. I’m going to sell my home so that at least Kendra can finally return to ‘the big city’.
10th of Kuthona, 4711 (3 months ago)
I leave today for Lepidstadt. I’ve had Professor Crowl put out feelers for any interested buyers. I haven’t told my other colleagues about my plans. They’ll find out soon enough.
25th of Kuthona, 4711 (2 months ago)
I have secured a buyer for my property. One Dr. Vasyl Belenko. I’ve signed the papers over for a sum that should allow Kendra to settle into Lepidstadt quite comfortably. I was able to convince the fellow that I have some unfinished business in Ravengro that would need to be dealt with and requested he hold off until the 30th of Gozran before moving in. He was quite amenable to the idea once I explained he could hold off on paying me for the property until the 1st of Calistril, at which point it would be held by the Bank of Abadar until the agreed date. This should provide enough time for Kendra to move at her leisure.
26th of Kuthona, 4711 (2 months ago)
I had dinner with my old friend Embreth last night. I had been planning on slipping out of Lepidstadt before anyone from the university knew I was here, however I’m glad I relented and spoke with her. She’s doing quite well for herself and seems to have settled into things well enough. I’ve made my arrangements with her as well.
It’s strange but as we talked about old times I could still feel we both regretted ‘The Decision’ made so many years ago. It would be trite to say it hurt us as much as it did him but we are not without our own wounds from that day.
29th of Kuthona, 4711 (2 months ago)
I cannot believe the difficulties I had getting into Tamrivena today. The guards at the gate were being completely unreasonable, demanding to know what my business was and why I was traveling on the road.
I had to pull quite a few strings simply to get through the damn gate! I was half tempted to simply spend the night in Nathrus, but it didn’t come to that. This time. I don’t know what’s happened to this town, but I simply don’t have time to be dealing with petty thugs such as these. I’ve got far too many things to do once I get home.
3rd of Abadius, 4712 (2 months ago)
It was good to see Kendra when I got home. I forgot to get her a gift from my travels like I usually do. She seemed to shrug it off saying she was probably too old to get a treat whenever her father went away.
The disappointment in her voice still stung though.
5th of Abadius, 4712 (2 months ago)
I’m concerned that some unusual people have been snooping around Ravengro while I was away. Perhaps I’m just getting paranoid, but some of the comments people have made are somewhat unsettling.
14th of Abadius, 4712 (1 month ago)
I’m not growing paranoid – there have been strangers lurking around in the woods. I have my suspicions as to who it might be, but I have no idea what they could possibly want.
25th of Abadius, 4712 (1 month ago)
The Whispering Way are here! It seems they are interested in something here in Ravengro. But what could it be? Could it be me? Or our secret?
Another entry under it in hasty scribbled writing
Of course. I’m such a fool for not seeing it before. There is only one possible reason they could have for being here. But why now? Why after all this time? This requires further investigation, but I don’t have too much time left.
29th of Abadius, 4712 (25 days earlier)
It seems the rumours aren’t all just old ghost stories after all. In retrospect, I suppose it all makes sense — the stories they tell about the ruins in town are certainly chilling enough. That helps explain their interest in the place. But it doesn’t explain specifically what the Whispering Way are interested in. Whatever the Way seeks, I am now convinced their goal is connected to Harrowstone. It may be time to investigate the ruins, but with everyone in town already being so worked up about them, I’d rather not let the others know about my curiosity – I can tell no-one of my intentions; the superstitious and ignorant locals already think me some diabolist or witch, and I would rather not leave THAT legacy to my daughter.
1st of Calistril, 4712 (22 days earlier)
I see just how ill prepared I was when I first headed out there. I am lucky to have returned at all. But of course I know luck didn’t have anything to do with it. I’ll get some benefit from that damn curse before I go. With things as they were, I was unable to transcribe those symbols. I’ll try to record them next time, they may hold a valuable clue.
I remember reading clues and hints about a crypt in the Restlands. I’ll need to go searching through my notes. I should never have let my supplies get so low to begin with. That was a foolish error on my part.
3rd of Calistril, 4712 (20 days earlier)
Perhaps my memory is failing me. I’ve scoured through all of my books and haven’t been able to find the notes I need. I was positive it was in Ravengro. I couldn’t be getting this town confused with another one. Could I?
Another entry under it, again in hasty scribbled writing
Success! My memory wasn’t failing me after all. The false crypt is in the intersection between Eversleep and the Black Path. I wonder if Father Grimburrow knew about it? I guess I’ll find out soon enough.
The Way seems quite interested in something—no, strike that—someone who was held in Harrowstone. But who, specifically, is the Way after? I need a list of everyone who died the night of the fire. Everyone. The Temple of Pharasma must have such a list… or perhaps the townhall.
5th of Calistril, 4712 (18 days earlier)
I redrew my will yesterday and had Hearthmount witness it and store it away. He was quite perturbed by the fact I’ve sold my house to an outsider. I guess the rumour mill will be working overtime by the end of today.
I made sure I sat down and had dinner with Kendra last night. Our first meal together since I saw those two whippoorwhirls. I was almost going to tell her that I’ve sold the place, but got distracted and then forgot about it. I’ve tried to be all that a Father could and should be. I only hope that my efforts were enough. Pharasma knows I have come to love her dearly.
I helped myself to a few of the items in the crypt. Anymore wouldn’t do ME any good. I’ve gotten no sleep last night as I’ve thought long and hard about who to contact in order to deal with them. I doubt I’ll take them out by myself.
I just finished my last letter. Hopefully their interest will be piqued and they’ll investigate matters in more depth but if my theory is right, the entire town could be at risk.
Time is fleeting even as I write – Perhaps I write now in some vain attempt to stave off the inevitable? I know what will happen even if I don’t know how it will happen. It’s strange to write these last words, knowing that once I close my journal, it will be my last entry. So many regrets among my triumphs… Pharasma help me in those regrets.