(penned in red ink by Alcadizzar)
Dear Dream Journal,
We continue waging war on the giants at the behest of the brass Dragon Culsixreal. The latest blow was struck against the son of the frost giant king. The Jarl who fought Chigeera and allied with the shadow smiths. I contacted Jarl Jr. through a sending spell and challenged it to a competition of strength, endurance and speed. It accepted. We set the giant's standing stone dream circle as the place for the show down. If we won the giants would leave us peacefully, if they won there would be war.
I had intended on a competition of drinking, fighting and racing; However as the challenged party the Jarl decided that the competition would be a fight to the death. It brought a beholder to insure that magic was not used to interfere with the challenge. It also was accompanied by a large retinue of frost giant soldiers and the king of the hill giants.
My champion, Fenriss the giant slayer, took the field to fight the Jarl. In an unforeseen twist the Jarl sold its soul to become a demonic frost giant/troll hybrid. In a hard fought battle Fenriss brought the Jarl down…however, without the aid of Rhollor's righteous flame the Jarl regenerated, stood back up and knocked Fenriss unconscious. The Jarl proclaimed itself victorious and promised that there would be war between the giants and the Knights of Solaris.
Taking advantage of the confusion Haldo sprung out of hiding and unleashed a volley of arrows at the beholder. Each arrow found an eye, and the tyrant was slain in an instant. I immediately accommodated the severely wounded Jarl's demand for war by dispatching it with holy fire; Praise be to Rhollor smiter of the wicked. Abaraxia rushed to Fenriss and healed her wounds; Praise be to Rhollor sustainer of the righteous. Yera battled the frost giant retinue that accompanied the Jarl. Tarhuun quit the field, unwilling to dishonor the terms of the challenge. I admire his principles, but respectfully disagree about when the challenge ended. The Jarl won the battle and lost the war.
The frost giants fought hard and I would have been taken down were it not for the death ward that Abaraxia protected me with. The fight very well may have gone the other way if the Stone Giant Dreamer had not decided to aid us. A beholder is a being made of nightmares, and the fact that the Jarl would bring one to this place of sacred dreaming was an abomination to the stone giants. With their help we defeated the Frost giant retinue. It should be noted that my Maze spell had an interesting interaction with this holy site. The magic of the dreaming strengthened the Maze and prolonged its duration.
Although we destroyed many powerful enemies we also played into the Frost Giant King's hand. He intends to use the death of his son to convince more of his kin to join him in his foolish fight.
Yera used a potion to dominate the simple mind of the Hill Giant King. During the ensuing interrogation we discovered that the vellum map we found in the hill giant fort would transport us to the Frost Giant Fortress far to the north. We also learned that the Frost Giants are holding a storm giant captive, which breaks the giant's ordnung (A pecking order that establishes storm giants as superior to frost giants.) The Hill giant King was still bent out of shape that we killed its momma. It promised to kill all of our mothers. Abaraxia told him that he was welcome to try, and it "agreed" to have a Geas placed on it that compelled it to destroy the Devil Queen. I pity the fool hardy giant.
Praise be to Rhollor the sustainer of the righteous and smiter of the wicked. Praise be to Rhollor the sustainer of the righteous and smiter of the wicked.