Status log.

The warforged and I have joined with the party you sent us to aid, and none too soon. Introductions were short for as we approached them among a city of ruins in Dargoon the were being pressed upon by small band of undead dwarfs armored in what seemed to be glass. Though they appeared to have the situation well in hand these were not the only foes to be found in the area. After a second encounter with similar creatures we made our way to a cathedral in the center of the town. There we found more undead searching for something among the graves that surrounded the area. After a brief search it was noticed that the building they were looking for in fact was an ancient ruin from your own house. After evading yet another group of undead we decided that there were no subtle ways to enter this ruin without alerting those who occupied it. We attempted to lure our foes into a bottleneck in order to better handle there numbers as we were unaware as to how they were armed or abilities. Also the monk who was among our party complained of premonitions of death inside the chamber. Though I do not hold to premonitions it seemed to leave our group uneasy. The ensuing battle was fierce. I was very pleased to see how each member of the part played to their strengths and complimented eachothers skillset. Alas we were victorious dispatching all of our foes.

Upon inspection of the chamber we found it to be a map room with clues as to the destination our party sought, Wighthearth. Again our monk showed his great wisdom decifering the clues and showing us the path to our next destination. We then removed the clues that may have revealed to others our plan and replaced them with clues that were designed to mislead others.

The amount of interest we found here leaves no doubt that we are not the only ones seeking these artifacts. As we departed we had a chance encounter with what I must believe was a vampiric undead creature who luckily found little interest in us as it made no effort to pursue our hasty departure.

We met up again with the wagoner who was none to happy to find where we would ask him to take us next. At last his greed won out and he took us as far as the mist. As an aside, you may receive a bill for this service as we did not have among us the means to pay him out of pocket.

The land we were to enter is a foul place. Tainted by an evil I do not wish to understand. We were set upon by a pack of undead cats who luckily were not immune to the powers of our cleric. I fear that may have been my final moment had she not "dissuaded" them from there attack. Shortly after that we came upon a huge pile of dead creatures from lands far and wide. A great battle appeared to have occurred here in the recent past but the garb that the combatants wore told a different story. One that was told a long time past by my father's, father's, father. There we we met by a carrion eating crab of enormous proportions. Again we may have perished if it were not for the cleric who was able to enlist the aid of creature from another plane. Also there was a monstrous scarab that I feared would attack us but Alas it attacked the crab. I can only assume someone else among our group summoned it. I would be hard pressed to say who as I was looking for good cover to make a ranged attack on the crustation. I did not relish the idea of closing the distance with the likes of that.

At last we found ourselves at Whitehearth where we almost immediately lost the aid of the parties rouge who was electrocuted by a trap that was too well concealed for her skills. I being more hearty unwisely volunteered to attempt the next opening and I too received a mighty jolt. At last we found a passage to a strange network of chambers where we found a most intelligent Wolf who offered to assist us if we were to dispatch of a stone wolf that vexed him. When we came upon the golem, also in the form of a wolf, we set upon it with great ferocity. Again the monk awed me with his prowess. With a move like fluid lighting he sprang and dove to flank the creature and with his bear hands turned it to rubble. I would not like to be on the receiving end of a blow like that.

I will continue to update this log as we progress through this campaign.