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I though my luck had turned for the better. The adventuring group that rescued me from that foul prison beneath the temple offered to let me join with them while they sought to destroy the Master. I would have my vengeance. At first, all seemed to be going to plan. We donned the robes of those we felled in battle and moved through the temple compound. Our cover gained us access to the gatehouse area where we took down a group of diviners and their ogre muscle. We also had the chance to smite two creatures from the outer planes that these demented clerics keep as guards. While my new companions were much more experienced than I, the wand Azol gave me proved to make me useful.

From there, we moved into the shrine and after locating a secret door, we gained access into a hidden part of the temple, and an unwelcome turn of events. Waiting for us was a powerful wizard. He seemed very young, but was experienced beyond his years. His powerful frame allowed him to withstand our magic and even Rook and Nessa in her giant form had trouble bringing him down.

When the combat ended and I entered the room, I was greeted with a terrible sight. Azol, our kind and brave wizard, had been turned to stone by our opponent's corrupt magic. My hatred for this place has been replaced by sadness. What will we do now? Surely we will be no match for The Master without arcane magic.
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The death of Thotham Swifthunter Vulagath
I knew the quest for the five blades would be tough, but I still found myself unprepared for the loss of one of our own. We lost our Goliath companion Thotham today. While I knew of the brutality of the "Fists" through stories and ledged, I was not prepared for their utter foulness on the battle field.

Attacked without provocation, we spread out to defend ourselves. Perhaps we spread out a little too thin, however, as Thotham was left alone on the flank. The Fist priest of Nerull hit us relentlessly with his profane spells, while his horsemen separated us from each other. Thotham could not stand up to the evil magic and we were unable to reach him in time to heal him.

Thotham Swifthunter Vulagath, we morn you today and will avenge you tomorrow. Your loss was not in vain, as over a score Fists lay dead around you, including their cleric, Bamair Mandarek. We pray that Shiver can find the rare oils and unguents he needs to return you to us.

Until the Starbreak, my friend.
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Epic × 2!