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The Jade Letters

By Beth Griese

Date:   October 28, 1995


Bearded fellow

Supreme Being

Jim Leitzel


Blonde human

Tempus Cleric

Brian Smith

B'rinth L'rea

Gold Elf


Vaughan Herron


Gypsy woman


Beth Griese

Nory Gnome Illusionist/Thief Stu Collins


1/2 Elf, Scruffy Beard


Jim Gaynor

Verence Gallow Thin human Mystra Cleric Kent Jenkins

Quote of the Day:
"He's your typical pirate: eye patch, peg leg, hook..." -- Jim leitzel
"What 's his name; Lucky?" -- Brian Smith

To Garen Thundersson, cleric of Mielikki. From your faithful servant, Jade.

Master, just when I seem to have a grasp on the situation, everything slips through my fingers again.

You would have approved of the way we finished the rest of the sailors on the ship. We asked the prisoners to find out how many were below. I called through the lattice to the cargo bay, and after just a little debate (during which the first mate killed one of the other sailors), we got the rest of them to come up top and surrender to the Dragons. The Dragons tallied up the prisoners and set the ship on course back for Immersea.

I admit, I was feeling fairly good about the job we had done. We started searching around in the rooms we found; the first obviously belonged to the magician who had been on deck. B'rinth, though, exchanged words with Telaran and I because he tried to threaten the magician with a knife. I think he was hoping to get keys so he could find the magician's spell book; it seems to be one of the main purposes in his life. We abandoned B'rinth in the first cabin to poke around the Captain's room, but I went back to see about those keys B'rinth had collected. The last thing I remember is walking into the room and seeing B'rinth over a chest.

The next thing I knew, Borreau was sitting beside me in the captain's room, looking battered and beaten. Apparently, the magician's cabin had filled with a sleep gas, and once again, I'd fallen under that kind of magic. So had Telaran, Borreau explained, and things had gone worse from there. B'rinth had decided to take offense to the sleeping spell and tried to beat on the bound magician in vengeance. Verence almost came to blows with him over it, and then a group of lizard men who had been passengers on the ship chose that moment to attack.

The battle with the beastmen was the reason Borreau was so injured now, and we were nearly in port. So I had not only given way to this sleep spell, but also didn't stir while the rest were under attack. We arrived back in port, met with Geldroon the next morning, and received our share of the booty from the ship, but none of it felt right to me. The only thing that lightened my mood somewhat was meeting the elf of the sea who had been a prisoner on the ship, who thanked us in halting speech and gave us a letter promising us the friendship of the Ocean Folk at the Tolling Bell Tower in Moonsea. But even then, I felt unworthy of the thanks.

We're on our way back now to Arabel. I plan to seek out Brion for more training immediately, and maybe if I can convince myself that I'm not going to drop like a stone at the first sight of magic I'll continue these quests. I plan to have a good deal of time to think on it.

One other thing of note did happen; one of the lizard creatures had a beast, a pet dragon, that only measures a couple of feet long. After the monster had died, the dragon had made a beeline for Telaran's sleeping form, and hasn't left his side since. Telaran is quite happy with the creature, and says his name is Kaz. It's glowing eyes are a bit unnerving sometimes, but it is a beautiful animal. And so, we're travelling back to Arabel with not just one, but two new members of our party; the priest Verence, and the dragon Kaz.

Your faithful servant,


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