Erik Kumason Journal Entry 3:
The Tragedy of Skyway Island
The next tale of our intrepid band of adventurers begins one lazy afternoon while I was restringing my bow and looking to sharpen my blades when my sister Ingrid bursts in with a declaration “Our brother Ichiryu has been kidnapped!”
She them proceeded to explain “He was working up in the Rainer Camp,” which Is one of the families major logging operations, “when something happened and the Sylvans accused him of clearcutting. Citing treaty obligation Markill took him hostage and went up into the mountains.”
Halthor is busy and I need to go raise an troop in case this gets worse so you need to gather your friends, who were all in the room actually, and head up there to see what can be done.
“Very well Ingrid, we shall head there immediately” I agreed and my friends concurred. After a few pleasantries Ingrid stormed out as rapidly as she stormed in and we set about getting ready for a trip to Rainer.
We decided to go by canoe, as that is the fastest and easiest way to get there, and procured supplies for the trip. Nari was grumbling about shoes and asked if here high heel stiletto boots would be good for this trip. I just looked at her and said “let us get you some stylish hiking books.” She grumble but seemed to enjoy the chance to shop for something at least. Within a few hours we were off and making good time to Tukwilla, Ordin, and the Rainer Camp.
Things went well, other than more grumbling from Nari about how uncomfortable the canoe was and the need to incessantly paddle it, until we rounded Skyway Island. It was there we saw a pod of lorbs. Lorbs are an aquatic mammal, sort of like a long necked seal-plesiosaur which are often domesticated and can be used as riding mammals or trained like dogs. This pod we say was a wild pod and they smelled something on us, we tried to outrun them but finally realized they must be after the dried fish in our rations, which we quickly dumped overboard. Once again we tried to outrace them but they polished off our rations and came back for more. We had made it to shore at this point and they proceeded to ransack our canoes looking for more fish.
Anders shot one but this just brought the attention of the rest of the pod and we retreated into the forest of skyway until they left.
When we returned to our supplies they had be ravaged and the canoes wrecked. With little choice and darkness approaching I started to make a raft out of the canoes as well as vines and sapling from the forest with Torleaf’s help while Nari and Anders stood watch.
Naturally it was no surprise when piles of the local residents, horrible creatures known as Killist, dropped nets on us having snuck past and around Nari and Anders and tied us up. The Killist proceeded to drag us back to the village where we would presumably be slaughtered and cooked, which is what the Killist do to everyone and everything they catch.
Fortunately their nets are poorly made, as is everything they make and by struggling Anders and I managed to get the Killist to stab at us and cut the ropes binding us. Torleaf tried something similar but howled in pain as one of them impaled his hand into the ground with a spear and the ones carrying Nari ran off ahead as she struggled.
As soon as I got free I pulled out my axe and started slaughtering the homicidal beasts and managed to kill two before my axe broke. Fortunately I had recently purchased a proper glaive and freeing it from the nets, began to cleave them in twain. After Ander and Torleaf killed a couple each the rest ran off into the wilderness howling with the pain of their wounds and in humiliation. We then proceeded up the trail and found were Nari had freed herself and rolled off into the forest. She had not gotten far before running into a poised trap some of the Killist had set and then her path proceeded to be more erratic. With light failing and Nari lost I decided to use the Illusionary Light Projector cipher I had to aid us and while it put out a suitable amount of light the images it projected appeared to be Pre-Fall characters at some sort of law firm where various people engaged in lawsuits, flirting, sex and large amounts of personal drama. It helped us find Nari, which was all that mattered. I managed to treat her wounds and make a curative for the poison and we carried her back to the beach where we managed to finish making the raft, whereupon we put our gear on it and swam to Tukwilla, just across the sound. The locales were amused at our plight but generously helped us get showers, clean up get a good nights rest and resupply. The next day we set out for Ordin.
Before relating the tale from Ordin and back again I will simply say at this point that we meet up with Ingrid and her band of warriors that she had assembled to deal with the Sylvan problem if we could not. Since we did we managed to convince her that “something” needed to be done about Skyway. The natives there needed a culling and they probably had plenty of ciphers from all the slaughtering of travelers they had done over the years. The townsfolk of Tukwilla agreed that Skyway would be a great place for settlement if only something could be done about the Killist. So Ingrid agreed to lead an punitive expedition on Skyway.
Upon landing there we worked our way slowly inland, dismantling traps as we went and managed to subdue, and by that I mean slaughter enough until the survivors ran in fear, several villages. However in one we found something very interesting, more on that later. However, although by no means is Skyway cleared, at least something has been done to tamper the Killist ability to slaughter travelers for a while anyway. Perhaps one day we could clear the island of them. I can think of nothing better for the place.