
27th day of the 11th month of the year 137

DAY 1
ried us here.

reasess. Abruptly, the river turns a sharp bend. The roar grows painfully loud a
s our skiff careens down a great fall. A storage cask breaks loose and knocks Me
 southeast. On returning, she reports that the natural fissure slopes downward s
teeply, but rejoins the river beyond the treacherous falls. We portage our skiff
owing the shore.

A muffled scream, a heavy splash are our first omens of danger. We all stare at
the stern where, moments before, the raven haired knight Shaana sat. Meridin qui
ckly intones two words of magic, and the lake around us explodes into light, bli
way, it is retreating further with every heartbeat.

dropped in panic. Shaana, dragged from the water, now sleeps at her place on the
 boat's stern. Our king rests alos, in deep meditation of the virtues. We row on


mound of cold ashes. The underground river has risen in the night, soaking the m
eager supply of dry wood we brought with us.
After a brief respite, we pass down a fourth, though smaller falls. Finally, we
pass into a small, tranquil lake. We land on the south shore and examine the are

The path leaving the cavern is at first swampy and tedious to walk upon, but the
 way becomes easier as we leave the lake behind. Soon the path curves north agai
n and we come upon a great cavern with an uneven rock ceiling many stories high.
 We are now walking on yellow grass-like ground.
away. As Arionis stumbles to his feet, he quickly shouts a warning. Noin turns t
o sever a second tentacle just before it ensnares him. Movement in the grass fro

At the end of the passage, we find a massive cavern. The walls and ceiling exten
DAY 3
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Lord British raises his staff and utters an incantation. A deep chill descends m
After the wall finally curves to the north, we take a passage out of the cavern
to the northeast. The trail is rocky, and wide enough for three to walk abreast.
 The twins, Noin and Roin, bringing up the rear, are the first to notice the lar
ge, winged creature with matted, brown fur and sharp, unsheathed talons. When we
 stop to look, howeer, it flies off. Half an hour later, we notice two of these

The passage empties into a large grassy area with a large, earthen ceiling. As w
e stop to rest, a deafening crescendo of screeches heralds the invasion of a doz
en winged monsters. The avian terrors attack in force. Armour and skin is ripped
 from our backs. Our swords swing, our daggers fly, but to no avail. Only two wi
nd raises his arms. Before he falls, he gasps four words. A great flame breaks o
ut between his outstreched arms and surges forward. One by one, the last of the
r great archmage.


DAY 4
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Today, the three of us remaining buried the valiant knights Arionis, Meridin, Ge
raci, Noin and Roin, here upon the underground battlefield where the fell. Tomor
row we shall sekk our way back to our own world; our disastrous quest here is fi
nished.


DAY 5
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The wraiths came this morning. There were three of them. They walked through the
 stone. Their blackness was deeper than the shadows from which they emerged. Adv
ancing towards Lord British, they ignored Shaana and myself. Lord British held t
heir gazes, murmuring words of life, healing, and protection. Still they advance
d. One raised its hand, pointing at our lord. Then a silver bolt struck an immor
tal king and he fell to the stony earth.

Shaana was frozen, transfixed. I stumbled forward, but when I touched that cloak
, I shrank back. Foreboding washed over me. They took our lord with them. I was
powerless to stop them. I am afraid we all are.

Meridin qui
ckly intones two words of magic, and the lake around us explodes into light, bli
way, it is retreating further with every heartbeat.

dropped in panic. Shaana, dragged from the water, now sleeps at h