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Tomorrow, Anivia, Ripjaw, Fizz, and I are all going into Riptide Cove. I am uneasy as the regular scouts never returned from their trip. Still, it needs to be done. Best get some sleep.
We found the remains of the scouts. They look to have been torn up pretty badly. Body parts and limbs are missing. These bats we came across could have never done this. Still, Anivia performed her consecrations and we left knowing their souls were at least put to rest. What we did find was an odd word written in blood… “Redd”
That was a really large spider. I’m glad it was sleeping, although I am not sure it will be for long. I hope we don’t wake it when we leave this pla
Last entry was interrupted by some swarms of Botflies… They were nasty, but they didn’t like my fire too much. Still, we caused a ruckus and quickly had to run for it through the door before that Spider caught us. Oddly, the door we came through is crafted. As soon as we went through it, the darn thing locked automatically. There is a way to unlock it from this side, but I didn’t see how the scouts did it.
Someone seems to be living down here that knows woodworking…
Well, I guess Fizz didn’t completely get by unscathed… The spider got him before we could make it through the door. Some kind of poison. We are setting up camp tonight to see if Anivia can remove it tomorrow. Nothing more we can do for him tonight except make him comfortable.
Fizz is dead… Seems the poison stopped his heart last night. Anivia can do nothing more, she has not been trained in the art of resurrection. I hope none of us come across anymore traps. Fizz has always been good at detecting them. Looks like my summoning spells will be good for today.
Ripjaw is not taking the death of Fizz well. They were always close… He is extremely angry. Well, he has always been angry, and that usually fuels him in fights, but recently he has been letting his anger go beyond normal. We came across a Witch in here, but before she could even shriek Ripjaw tore her apart… literally… The blood won’t come off my robes either.
Anivia is down, but not dead yet. We were ambushed. By what, I am not sure. They were ugly, humanoid, and about 6 feet tall. Yellow eyes, leathery skin of black and grey, and long upright ears. Their claws tore through her when they dropped from the ceiling. They were extremely fast. Ripjaw was able to chase them off but is also badly injured. There seems to be some coves in here where we can take shelter. We covered the entrance as best we could while getting Anivia to drink a potion. I hope she lasts the night.
Anivia is up again, and tending to Ripjaws wounds. We were lucky, but I fear we should turn back and hope to get out of here alive. Ripjaw disagrees, and says we should push forward. We have come too far to back out now, and I will admit he is probably right.
We came to a square-ish room with a wooden floor. Seems like it was taken directly from a ship and pieced back together in here. Nothing of use that we could find, but we are not searching very hard as we hear someone coming.
We were able to spy on the creatures that came through with my trusty sidekick over here. They seem to be alerted to our presence in the cove, but I don’t think they know we are here. One of them is carrying a very large club, and must be over 18 feet tall, the other is about 4 feet tall and flipping some knives around rather easily. We avoid them as they go toward the direction we came from. Definitely not turning back now.
We continue forward and run into no-one… Which is weird, because I really get the feeling someone is watching us. Must just be me.
More crafted flooring and a lot of barrels down here. Multiple exits and rooms are here as well, and a lot of people. Anivia and I are hiding around the stacks of barrels in here. They seem to be full of food and other mundane items. Nothing really worth going through…
Oh no, they have dogs. We won’t be able to hide for long.
Well, I was right. No sooner had my last entry completed, we were found. I summoned all I could, and we fought hard, but Ripjaw and Anivia are dead… I lost my leg in the process and it’s only a matter of time before they find me down here in this hole. I’m not even sure why this hole is down here. I crawled until I fell, but I landed on something. I am not even sure why the pain is going away. I can hardly feel where my missing leg was. I probably don’t have enough blood to feel pain anymore. This is my last entry. My parrot will deliver this message to the town and hopefully they will seal this place up… I am labeling my map as best I can, and since some of these things are wearing tricorn hats, I may as well label them as I would a ship…
Somethings moving down here… under me… I am sending my parrot away now. I fear these are my last moments. Hopefully he makes it out with my map and these notes.