Dear Dream Journal,
Where do I begin? As I take stock of recent events I am forced to critically examine many of my deeply ingrained assertions that I have mistaken for truth. The bonds of blood, the worth of life, the role of race. But I am getting ahead of myself, allow me to explain.
The siege of 1000 orcs continued. A thick fog hung over cradle, the back gate was sundered, we made our stand at the temple. Zanath, Cicada and Imildrak perched on the roof. Nocturne and I hovered by the broken stained glass window. Aby stood alone in the breach. Imildrak's retinue of chattering skeletons stood on the temple grounds.
The orcs swarmed in; ill equipped, poorly trained, peasant orcs. By sheer weight of numbers they were able to severely injure Aby and take down many of the skeletons. We were able to regain control of the fight with the help of Earth Wind and Fire. The three powerful elementals summoned by myself, Cicada and Runt wreaked havoc on the orcish lines. The wind elemental exposed an orcish command section. The general escaped back into the fog, but many of his honor guard were slain.
We fought bravely, but the orcs just kept marching in under the cover of fog. Cicada began performing a ritual to restore the weather to its proper pattern, a daunting task considering the power of the control weather spell he was attempting to dispel. I aided him by mimicking his ritual, repeating the words and capering about after his fashion. The fog lifted revealing a hoard of orcs tip toeing about and suddenly looking very sheepish. With their cover blown and their general in flight their ranks devolved into chaos and they were forced to retreat and regroup.
As the orcs retreated into the night I flew to the top of the temple to confront my brother. The seven bounty hunters revealed themselves as we spoke. I had convinced the bounty hunters to hold off on attacking Imildrak until he had spent his spells on the orcs. They had now grown tired of my stalling tactics, they were ready to collect their bounty.
I told Imildrak that I was taking him back to Remidon to face justice. The protection I offered was in part referring to insuring that he was brought in alive, and in part was referring to protecting him from himself. Imildrak promised to "kill us all" and flung himself off of the temple roof. I could hear him chanting the words to Dimension door as he fell, however, the Forbiddance spell that Cicada had cast earlier thwarted his teleport and left him lying on the ground in a heap.
Imildrak ordered his two remaining regiments of skeletons to open fire on me. I was shot repeatedly by a hail of arrows and was left on death's door. I retreated back through the stained glass window of the temple where Cicada mended my wounds. Zanath rained down shots from the roof and Aby delivered red hot smiting justice on Imildrak's prone form. She left him unconscious at the foot of the temple. Cicada and his air elemental, Mean Gene, sent Imildrak's undead packing.
Soraya rounded the corner and cast a spell on Aby. I knew she had a history with Imildrak, but I couldn't bring myself to believe she would openly attack the Order. I was more concerned about my brother and ignored her spell. It was Zanath who realized what she had attempted and she fled under his assault. Luckily Aby did not succumb to the crown of madness that Soraya cast on her.
I dragged my brother's unconscious form outside of the area of the forbiddance spell and teleported us back to Remidon. I turned him in to the lawfully appointed authorities and told them of all that transpired. I urged them to be more careful with him this time, and warned them of his co-conspirator who was still on the loose.
To reward the Knights of Solaris for bringing their rogue agent to justice the Arch magi pulled some strings and helped me with my plan to stall the orcish invasion. Taking a page out of the orcs play book I created a temporary teleportation circle in Cradle and led a small army of Remidonian soldiers to our aid. They made a big show of manning the walls and the orcs fell back after this show of force. The soldiers won't stay forever, but it buys us some time.
I gave my brother's bounty to Aby. I'm sure she will distribute it in an equitable fashion to those that assisted in Imildrak's capture. Aby rewarded me with some of Soraya's hair. I turned a strand in to the Arch Magi and kept a strand for myself. This will aid in our efforts to find her with divination magic.
After the tumult died down I had a chance to speak with Cicada and Yera. I learned much of the Reaver and the Abandoned. I saw the parallel between their path and the potential path of myself and my brother. Some think that Imildrak's incarceration will cause this prophecy, I for one believe this is the act that prevents it from happening.
I learned that the lizardman I suspected of betraying us to the orcs was not skulk at all. It's either a doppleganger or I'm just really bad at telling lizards apart. I'm not sure which.
I grew up in a world of Elven Privilege. Are we really as great as we tell ourselves? Imildrak and Soraya are traitors. A substantial population of elves has fallen in league with the demons. Haldo and Amastacia are well intentioned enough, but I wouldn't count them as the two strongest members of the order. At least there is Nocturne, she is legitimately awesome. And what about me? Have I been holding myself to the standard that my prejudices demand? Can I truly say that I am the best of us?
I held myself above humans and yet it was my friend Zanath who was clever enough to spot Soraya's treachery while I was blinded by my bias. I thought all goblins were beyond redemption but Kwali has proven me wrong. I thought that all lizardmen were secretly in league with the orcs, but that accusation has turned out to be baseless. How would I have reacted if I came upon a village of Kenku in the wild? If I had never met Cicada would I have treated them as people or monsters? My field study of Tieflings has revealed them to lean much more towards their humanoid tendencies than their fiendish ancestory. Abaraxia has shown me that a righteous daughter can grow from a wicked mother. In short, everything I thought I knew about the world was just…wrong.
Praise Rhollor the eternal flame. Protect Remidon from Imildrak and keep him bound. Praise Rhollor the eternal flame. Protect Remidon from Ilmildrak and keep him bound.
Blessed be Pelor the light of the sun. You once offered to bind a great evil of this world and we declined your offer. Now I come to you beseeching you to bind my brother, the greater of these evils. Keep the planes safe of his evil machinations. Blessed be Pelor the light of the sun. You once offered to bind a great evil of this world and we declined your offer. Now i come to you beseeching you to bind my brother, the greater of these evils. Keep the planes safe of his evil machinations.