Entry: Ameiko’s Amazing Ballads

My plan to convince my friends to return to the Brinestump through copious amounts of alcohol had a fatal flaw, I drank way more than they did. I still have bruises from my candle chandelier bed. How did I even get up there?

Anyway, it was actually a good feeling to strap on the old armour and sword, though the brisk walk to the marsh did little to remove my hangover. It is still entertaining to see Shae get both confused and annoyed as she gets outpaced by the seeming dawdling Koya.

Once Shae and Koya split off to find the northern wreck and do some ingredient collecting, the rest of us made for the Old Fish Trail. Looking back, I am glad my senses were slightly dulled when we entered the swamp, of the all the places to go since my last adventure, this was not one of my best decisions. However, I must admit to feeling strangely safe with my company, good drinking friends don’t always make good traveling companions but these are good people.

The Brinestump is disgusting, for a such a small area, it is thick, fetid and the insects are huge but thankfully much of the marshiest spots were avoided in thanks to Theibar’s scouting skills. Shalelu has trained him well, he never hesitated and his keen eyes picked up every game trail or track.

I wish I had a chance to properly prove myself when we were (poorly) ambushed by some goblins, remnants of the Brinestump Tribe. One of the little wretches even had to gall to try and steal Athebryn’s prized hat. He seemed so upset about and I truly wished to retrieve it for him if not for the unfortunate meeting of riverbank and my face. However, my companions dispatched the little terrors with precision that would have made Shalelu proud.

Finding my family ship was a bit more a shock than I thought it would be and it was with heavy heart that I laid to rest the un-quiet dead of the crew. Little was left of the ship but I am still glad I went, it would have been glorious in its day.

The return trip was only broken up by Shalelu (purposely?) driving the feared and legendary Soggy River Monster towards us. A foul, hairless beast that was quickly dropped by the onslaught of the group.

Seeing the ship has convinced me though, I want to go to Brinewall Castle and discover what almost caused the end of my family. What did my Grandfather know and who are these enemies he speaks off? This trip into the marsh has shown that I am blessed to be surrounded by good and skilled friends and acquittance’s. I hope they will want to travel with me for the trip is more than 500 miles and I do not know what to expect.