27th of Sarenith (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
At last something joyous to put in this damned book. My journal has turned into a strange tale of bloodshed and struggle. Of triumph and victory against the odds as well but it is nice to record a wedding for once. Lady Zhenya and the outgoing Baron Chomkov will make a surprisingly good match. Her restrained grace will hopefully temper his overbearing enthusiasms. Especially combined with his growing friendship with my own lord Baron.
It is good to see the seeds sown by our continued goodwill and association with Count Nikitin see his own fortunes rise. I do not expect miracles but a decent marriage for his son and a comfortable retirement for the old man seem more likely. It is sad that the Empire’s internal struggles for control result in good men like the Count being ostracized and marginalized. With the new border Barons perhaps a period of growth will shake off the shackles the Medyeved hardliners have inflicted on him and those like him.
31st of Sarenith (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
The wedding was a grand affair. Simple by the standards of the high court but grand nonetheless. My recent translations of the Kyuric plates have left me hesitant to throw myself wholeheartedly into the Abadarian ceremonies. The darkness that possibly lay in their origins haunts me. Still, in spite of my personal struggles the wedding itself was a fine affair. Of course my earlier journal entry cursed us. A messenger from Leveton reached shortly after the ceremony was complete and the call to arms was sounded. Trolls and Lizardfolk had moved against Karlsburg and Captain-General Garess had moved to relieve the siege. Karl immediately bid a regretful farewell to his friends and our host and the impulsive Baron Chomkov vowed to raise his own levies to come to our aid. With a quick plan for his troops to secure Leveton in case this was a feint we raced back home.
Arodus the 4th (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
We have arrived at the ford where the Shrike meets the Thorn river. Baron Van Allegmund had raced ahead hoping to link up with Captain General Garess before they reached Karlsburg. It was at this ford that the Trolls had placed a sizable force of Lizardmen with Troll leadership to block the way. It is a shame but they will have to burn.
Arodus the 5th (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
In order to provoke the Trolls in to ill considered action we readied the troops and with Baron Van Allegmund in the forefront ready to lead the counter attack I stepped forward and provoked the Trolls as greatly as I possibly could. Two fiery explosions later the Trolls abandoned the ford. Not really a rout we still managed to harass them and their reptilian allies with minimal losses on our part.
The real test came at the Fortress. The Trolls had almost breached the wall in a couple places and were not as willing to yield the day. Still, their fear of fire and the stalwart nature of our troops drove them off slaying many and allowing us to take stock of the situation at our leisure.
Arodus the 6th (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
Again the monstrous creatures that inhabit this place reach out and upset the fragile cart that we call civilization. Word has come that Tatzlford has been smashed by a giant Owlbear. Fearing a counter attack but not wanting to leave this unanswered Baron Von Allegmund decided to investigate the report and deal with the thing himself accompanied only by us his oath bound companions.
Arodus the 7th (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
It is strange, the devastation in and around Tatzlford is immense yet very few people actually died. It is as if the Beast cared more for ruining the works of man than the killing of the men themselves. It has moved on and now the hunt is afoot. Hopefully we track the beast down before its path intersects with any other outpost of civilization. Not that tracking it will be difficult. One would need to be blind not to see the swath of destruction the beast’s path leaves behind it. As it is, between the skills of the Ladies Vaszilla and Zeleny we are guaranteed success.
Arodus 9th (11th year of the reign of Noleski Surtova)
We did it. But only barely. The beast took all we had and nearly killed Baron Karl and the Lady Vaszilla. I need more power, something to augment the magics I already have or possibly something completely new. Again, the Baron threw himself into the fray with little regard for his own safety risking all that he would ask us to risk. While I like and respect Previn the heir this land deserves is one of Baron Karl’s direct issue and not simply a family member. We will have time I hope this winter to look further into this.
Damn these distractions. I should be focusing on matters arcane and not on the petty needs of politics. I hope to see some further stability once the Trolls are routed. I pray to Old Deadeye that it will be as easy to do as it was to write here in my journal.
We should be home soon, with good news awaiting us for a change.