Shadows of the End

Lusana Journal, Refugees and Hunt for Answers

The city of Doors got some more Clueless as they are called. Refugees from a plane called Reth that fell under attack by some odd creatures of shadow like qualities but with Red or pitch black eyes. They sound like our mystery creatures and the ones from Gaerhern (SP?).

A man named Ren, a priest of a church from their world was able to fill us in on what he knows. It is not much but it was something. Kain and Amar, who apprentacies to their Magi as they call them were able to open up a massive portal for people to cross into. Which lead to Sigil. What went on in Reth.

What Ren could tell us was only rumor but he believes a bad summoning ritual drew the attention of the destroyed and that attracted them to Reth. I am glad some survived but this is a horrible thing to have happen to any plane.

their Magi has another Apprentice, Nalar (SP?), but he is believed to have died defending early on along with the Magi.


Lusana Journal, The Beginning

I thought I would write some various aspects of our travels in an entry. As a way to get it off my mind and remind myself for the future.

My Journey in Sigil started as a neighboring tribe, while my tribe the Tynan, we looking for aide, sent myself on a quest into a cave. Spirit quests can be common among our people as a way of discerning if something is worth, usually reserved for potentially major plans as they can impact the whole tribe for many years.

When I entered this cave, I ended up in Sigil. Now I do not remember where exactly but it was not long before I found Kresela, Earl, Sauder and Miter. Kresela seemed to be knowledgeable and Earl and Sauder seemed to be in a similar place to myself.

Our early journeys mostly consisted of caravan escort duties, memorable ones being to a desert of some sort where the natives seem to speak some hybrid of a language called Terran and another Auran. I knew these as languages that the spirits used.

Another was a plane where I had to dress up like what is known as a leper, or sick person. If they saw me the locals would have thought I was evil and tried to kill me so best I stay in my covers. I remember getting sick, and fighting some odd things in black clothing but that is it. The illness must have made my mind go away.

In Sigil I ended up getting a job at a local Taven called the Greenmill, I could work local stables of sorts and help and clean around the place. There also a larger building nearby that was a housing of sorts that they were able to get me a place at and it is how I live in Sigil, I like it in a way, but not like home in the lands of Tynan. I wish I knew another name for my home, I miss it.

Kliess of the Angliess, Daybreak Town. A very perk girl in similar age to me. Kresela found her near the bad part of town. She seems to have lost her friends, the Dandelions and not sure how she got to Sigil. I think she is like myself, Sauder and Earl. We also met a Tatooist name Althazar, he seems to be an interesting man from what learned so far, a rough past though that I think is a common trend, Myself, Earl and Kliess all gone through wars of some sort and Althazar a dark past with his family.

After meeting those two we end up going to a plane called Golorion, to a place called Nidal on that plane. Nirosh, Nidal, one was a city another a country but I am bad at these things.

We came looking for a Golden Hourglass, it had some importance to a woman named Sam I met, she left me a letter looking for Earl. Which what lead us to Golorian, this is where we would hunt down the Hourglass, following trail of leads after a small group of people, only to end up dealing with Jhyrrim, an Inquisitor of the Church of Zon’Kuthon. Althazar wouldn’t have had to suffer the way he did, if I did not in a moment of weakness scream. Althazar had to endure a torture for my weakness. I can not let things like this happen again.

(Next, desert redux)

The Trial

Have you ever had a single moment change how you view yourself forever?

It was when we traveled through a village of serpent-folk. The ones who had the same name as my old Union, yeah? Well, my quest ended up with me taking part in a trial to become their Shaman. Well, in name anyway. The Shaman already figured I wasn’t sticking around. I should visit some time…

What? Oh, right. Where was I? Right. Trial. Well, she took me to this cave, and man, was it dark! I couldn’t speak the entire time, or make any noise, which meant I couldn’t cast spells, which meant no light. I ended up having to use my keyblade as a walking stick! Ugh… But, anyway, in the back of the cave, there was this glowing pool, with an island on the far side. Nothing else, just the pool and the island. It was obvious I’d have to swim across, so I went up to that water and was about to go in when… My reflection started moving. It reached it’s hand out, like the surface was a pane of glass, and I put my hand against it and it pulled me under. When I came to, I was back outside the cave. Part of me thought, maybe I’d finished? But the rest of me knew, she’d spoken too gravely about this. That couldn’t just be it. And then I heard fighting. There was smoke of the wind from the village and I went to see what was wrong. It was awful… Worse than the Raids, easy. And the elders were all in circle, and in the middle… the Shaman was dying. She apologized to me, saying this wasn’t how things were supposed to go, but someone needed to protect the village. I was the only one who could. And at the edge of the woods… Was Chirithy. He had a portal open with Skuld and Ephemura beyond it. He was beckoning to me, and I tried to get him to come help but he… He shook his head. So… It’s a Keyblade Weilders duty to protect others. It was so hard, but I had to stay with the village. And as he went through the portal I… I started falling through the water again. When I stopped, I was in the Realm of Darkness. All the other Anguis kids were fighting hoards of Heartless. I tried to help but… No speaking. No spells. My Keyblade alone could only do so much. And… everyone faded so fast, and then it was just me and then they were Riley and Judas and Ava and—

…I’m sorry. This wasn’t supposed to be a sad story! I’ll just… Skip the rest, if that’s okay? I… don’t want to think about it…

The next thing that happened was I was in the woods, and I could hear Skuld and Ephemura! And they were talking about me! Aaaand it was some really awful stuff to be honest. Saying I was useless and stuff. It was the easiest, because I knew it was fake. Skuld and Ephemera would never say stuff like that about me! They’ve had my cooking, if nothing else, ha ha! But, anyway, even though they were being awful, I still went with them. They’re my friends, you know? We need to stick together. Besides, how could I prove myself if I didn’t? And then I was falling through the water again. And I was on this strange platform with Skuld and Ephemera on it, and there was three of me, at different ages. They asked me some strange stuff, about what I was searching for and the path I wanted to take. They spoke like I could change the past, and one said they were disappointed I didn’t have the determination to try and do so. I think maybe imagination would have been a better term honestly. It’s not like I can—

Oh Lux. Duh. Time Travel is a thing. I— Ha ha ha, I’m so dumb! Well, okay, so yeah I guess I was being dumb, but I wasn’t thinking straight, okay!? Shut up! Anyway, at the time I said I just wanted to forge a better future. I couldn’t live in the past. Then I wouldn’t be able to help change what we could! And I guess it still holds true. And they moved aside the reveal a staircase, and at the top another platform. This one had the Master of Masters on it— I think. Technically it could have been Luxu but I mean—

Right! Tanget, sorry!

Anyway, there were these three mirrors, and they all showed me differently. One was me like the Foretellers, with this golden Keyblade. Another, in an outfit like Judas’s the night he disappeared. And the last, a coat like the Master of Masters, with a pair of Keyblades. They each represented a path. And no, you guessed wrong on which was which. That’s the point of the story. I fight for the Light. That will always be true. But it is not my heart’s path. I cannot follow in the Foretellers footsteps. I know that now. Trying to tell ourselves that we are free of Darkness only bred Darkness within ourselves and our ranks. So I chose the Twilight path, the path of Shadows. Because we are only human, and though we can seek to be better, we can never let ourselves believe we have overcome our darkest natures, or else we will be engulfed in it again. That’s how I got these, and my coat! And then, the mirror disappeared, and there were more stairs, and I walked up them and ended up on the island. There was an old Keyblade there… But that’s not really part of the story!

Lusana's Journal, the Abyss

The Abyss

This journey started when we were looking for work and adventure outside of Sigil, and stumbled upon calling from a group called the Priests of Thor about how a Warpriest of theirs traveled into the Abyss and died. We were to save the objects on him and preferably his body and soul itself.

After gathering what we needed we headed off into the Abyss, the first layer we came to was a great plain with iron citadels off in the distance and a rive running through it. We crossed the river Styx by borrowing a boat and were able to find, using an Eye of Odin to guide us, a pit that leads to the next level.

This level was a forest, we traveled and were attacked by demons of some variety, Some goat like for sure. We dispatched them but knowing they had not died but retreated decided best we run from the area and try to get away. It is later in this plane we pass an area that Kliess tells us to avoid, she wouldn’t say what she saw and I did not press. At the end of this plane the portal was a pond. Sauder did not go with us at first but followed not long after we got through the gate. The pond drained and you went with it is how this gate worked.

This new area is a swamp, it is muggy and gross and it seems to rot away and make this putrid. Thankfully I can create water but the rations of some of the others were how we learned of this ability of the area. Kliess and I also seemed to have caught some disease, probably from the Goats with Halberds, but we were able to fight it off in our days adventuring out in this Swamp.

Our time ended here when we came upon some snake demon thing preforming a ritual, it seemed to be right near the exit to our next destination and we quickly forced her to retreat, I took a moment to mess with her ritual setup, and then we, after some difficulty, jumped through to the next place.

Caverns, large and dark. We travel quickly, it is cool here and we need to make good time at this point. I do not think anything we kill here would be suitable as food for the likes of us. We have a run in with Devils…which Althazar informs us is an odd thing to be seeing here, they hate each other. After a tense moment of the Devils with nets and their hounds of fire we realize that we can work together.

We do, it is hard to do but for the better for both sides most of us agree. And we won’t have to fight; they just need to capture two devils, for their lord, who are on the run. We will force the devil’s into moving into a trap. This does not go over well…the female, an Izela, of the two devil’s, one being an Imp but she was much more humanish, she had powers that messed with our minds.

I do not like how it went down, but we were able to eventually get one of them captured and the other ran off. Being forced to choose like I did, she made me think she was my friend with magic, and then tried to have me help her. But I was also trying to help my friends. The magic also seemed to get to Kliess but Althazar went unphased. I ended up breaking down after lying to Izela. I was on a mission and needed to move on quickly. Even if she was not actually a friend, I betrayed her and my own ideals in lying to her about which way to run.

We were able to after a break move on, and we had to cross the River Styx again on this layer, we ended up using Althazar magic and continued on following the way the Eye pointed us. We came upon a room with rivers of lava leading to a pool in the middle, and decided to take a break and moved up the tunnel. While resting, we would be attacked by Red lizard like creatures, we were able to take them out but it did ruined our rest and we decided to try and cross the lava. Using water created by magic and ice we were able to make pathways and using stone formations to make bridges across.

The last layers was a forest, it seemed mostly normal but when you looked closely you could see the trees had screaming horrific faces and none of it felt natural. This is how the Abyss works from what I can tell, it will try to throw you off in various random ways. But we were strong.

We heard a combat and were able to move around it without getting involved, the Eye of Odin did not seem to point us toward the fight. As we made our way around we did eventually find the Priest of Thor, his body on the ground in an ancient ruin.

Something was watching or waiting, and it possessed Sauder gets possessed by something but we are able using Miter follow him and find him attempting to perform some ritual. We were able to, myself using the Priest of Thor as a projectile, pin Sauder down so his body could not be used and fought whatever demon of shadow had possessed him.

After this we end up going back towards where the fight was previously happening and stumble upon a group of human knights who ventured into the Abyss to fight and kill demons. We were able to get aide from them, and through their own plane we were able to get back to the priest of Thor. We specifically met Thor himself, a large man, a God, and were given drink and praise for our quest in saving his servant.

Where do we go from here....

Following their unexpected and highly confusing adventure through a ruined base from Sauder’s plane, our adventurers got a late dinner of pancakes as the sun rose, and finally got some sleep.

After, they gathered to discuss what the meaning behind the recent events meant. Kleiss told her companions about The Heartless of her world, as well as a little about The Master of Masters, who wrote The Book of Prophesy that foretold of the end of their world to Darkness. She fled her world because of an imminent civil war, which was believed to be the completion of the prophesy.

Althazar took notes and made drawing of the Heartless, and contemplated the possible nature of the enemy. He mused about possibly going to see a local noted Necromancy who ran a curio shop in Sigil. In the end, they visited the shop, unwilling to visit Kleiss’ plane and unsure what else to do. While not having any souls of unborn children to offer, they managed to strike a deal with the necromancer: Information for information. Kleiss told him everything she knew of the Heartless, including that they appeared especially vulnerable to keyblades, displaying her own.

In return, he informed the party that, based on their descriptions, their enemy were almost certainly not creatures of undeath or negative energy. He speculated they were correct in surmising that the creatures were somehow linked to the shadow plane or creatures of shadow, but reaffirmed that they did not act like summoned creatures, and their dissolving shortly after defeat was not something he had ever heard of…

Althazar inquired, if they were able to bring him a subject, if the necromancer would be able to tell them more. The necromancer told them he was interested, and would willing share any information he was able to glean if they were to bring him one of the shadow creatures.

Leaving the shop satisfied that there was no further knowledge to be gained there at this time, they group again mused on how to proceed. Feeling they had no options worth pursuit at this time, they decided to look into opportunities to travel out into the planes, hoping to encounter the shadow creatures once more and perhaps stumble into further leads…

Althazar also began writing a letter to the Rufus, his contact within the Godsmen, apologizing his for his sudden departure when they last met, and asking to meet up once more to discuss the visions of past lives he had.

Trauma leads to trauma...
Or how Althazar ended up murdering 2 guards

condensing of several weeks of adventure

Having arrived successfully in Nisroch, our adventurers started asking around after the Hourglass they sought. They discovered that a member of a local thieve’s gang had attempted to sell it, but found a poor market for it, and so was going to head to the capital to sell it. They had about a day’s lead, but were not mounted to anyone’s knowledge. They also discovered that the country, Nidal, was run by a Theocracy to the god of darkness and suffering, Zon-Kuthon, and that access to the capital was heavily regulated.

None the less, they proceeded to head towards the capital, hoping to intercept the gang prior to them arriving there. However, towards the end of the second day of travel, Lusana decided to ask the road guards if they had seen their quarry pass. They would say… in return for an offering to their god, Zon-Kuthon. Pulling out a knife, the guard took Lusana’s arm, and began flaying a small piece of skin from it..

This triggered a violent response from Althazar, who was reminded of the torturous experiments his family inflicted on him. Hearing Lusana’s scream of pain, he unleashed his magic on the guards, striking them down swiftly. Poised with the choice of saving them and letting them live, and the churching finding out about their assault, or killing them to try and cover their tracks, Earl gave the guard a mercy cut and staged things to look like a bandit attack before resuming their journey to the capital.

They stopped for the night, still having yet to overtake the thieves who possessed the Hourglass. They made camp, hoping to rise early and still catch them before the arrived at the capital tomorrow.

However, hours later, they were roused from their bed by a large armed party. The guards had been discovered dead, and all travelers were being inspected. The party managed to deceive the captain of the party, Jhyrrim Nicatt, telling him they had nothing to do with the murder. They were still considered very suspicious, and he ‘offered’ an escort to the capital.

On the way, they found tat Jhyrrim had also detained the group they were pursuing. Arriving at the capital, they revealed their purpose, and managed to convince Jhyrrim to part with the Hourglass for a significant donation to the church. In addition to 2,000 gold pieces, Althazar created a magical tattoo, bestowed upon Jhyrrim, and also offered himself as a sacrifice to their god. Althazar was summarily flayed extensively, though his tattoos were left intact, as an offering of suffering to the dark god Zon-Kuthon. To Althazar, this helped atone for the fact that he got the party into this trouble by being unable to control his reaction to the guard’s earlier actions.

Once Althazar had recovered enough to travel, they were summarily denied access to the capital, and returned to the port of Nisroch and then Sigil, one Hourglass richer, if much poorer in coin and spirit.

"Wish you were here..."
A postcard and an errand

Sam’s missive was a post card of a terrifying looking statue with the phrase "Wish you were here…’ on it, asking Earl to find a Golden Hourglass that has been stolen from her “Tardis” while she was on the material plane of Golarion. Unfortunately, Sam had forgotten to mention WHERE in Golarion she has been. After some puzzling over it, it was noted that the edge of the postcard was marked with the location “Nisroch, Nidal”, which they were able to identify as a Port City of the country Nidal, on Golarion. They were able to find a map of Golarion, and determined that the best way to get there was to purchase knowledge of a portal there (as the portals they were aware of for Golarion were too far to be practical in the time sensitive matter). Portal Purchased, the found themselves in the Sewers of Nisroch. They made their way to the end of the sewers, opening into the Harbor. This posed a problem, as several of them could not swim, and Lusana had brought her horse. After a few near drownings, they managed to get themselves to the docks, where Lusana purchased assistance from a ship getting her horse up. They had made it to Nisroch, now to find the Hourglass….

An.... Expert?

Searching for an expert on the Shadow plane, they are given dubious directions to a Tattoo shop on the edge of The Lower Ward and Clerk’s Ward. Along the way, Kresela finds a new face in trouble, and intervenes, taking the young girl/woman Kleiss under her wing for the time being.

At the Tattoo shop, they find a young Sorceror by the name of Althezar. Not truely the expert they were hoping, he is able to confirm some information they suspected, and was intrigued enough to ask to join them in their investigation into this odd ‘coincidence’.

Together, they attempt to discover what the original caravan was carrying when they were first attacked. However, the Merchant who lead the caravan was too canny, and was not willing to part with that information, unwilling to risk losing the exclusive nature of the trade tie. He DID offer to hire them on as guards the next time he went to do business there, however.

Kleiss, worried about the possibility that her friends were somewhere in Sigil, attempted to sneak off, but was unable to slip the watchful eyes of some of the groups older members. However, after talking with her, Althezar and Earl offered to go with her to search for them. Kresela went home, and Lusana returned to the Bar to work her shift. While there, she encountered the strangest woman, who seemed to know her, and wanted to find Earl. Unable to wait around for him, she left a postcard for Earl with Lusana, and ran off hurriedly. When the party all convened at the bar for dinner, Lusana was able to pass the missive to Earl.

It turned out to be from Sam, the person who had brought Earl to Sigil. She had been plane hopping, and had an important item stolen from her. She couldn’t return to find the item at that time, due to other obligations, but she asked Earl to find it and keep ahold of it….

The story thus far...
A summary of undocumented past sessions

Sigil is a hard place for those who are new to it. An influx of ‘Clueless’ had occurred recently. Perhaps Her Serenity felt Sigil needed some new blood. Perhaps a rash of bad luck just happened across the primes. Kresela Eyries, a Sigil resident, but not a native, drew apon this pool of ‘fresh talent’ to help fill a crew for guard duty for a trade caravan heading to Athas, a desert region on some Prime.

Among those taken on by Kresela were Earl Johnson, a former solder become lawman in the wild west of the plane of America, brought to Sigil and lost/abandoned by his dimension hopping companion; Sauder, a salvager from a world covered by the ocean, and his mysterious helper Miter, who came to Sigil while exploring a newly discovered site of the lost civilization of his world; and Lusana of Tribe Tynan, both warrior and shaman touched by the gods, who entered a cave on a spiritual trial, and apon entering a large cavern, found themselves in Sigil.

The journey to visit the tribe of nomads on Athas was uneventful. However, on the way back, the caravan was assaulted by a band of lizard-people. They appeared to be after something held in one of the caravans. The group fought them off as the Caravans hauled for the canyon arch, which was the portal back to Sigil. Some of the creatures were strange however, in that they didn’t seem as harmed by the blows of the group as others, and when the died, they mysteriously dissolved away into nothing.

This proved a bonding experience for the new comers, who determined that they worked well together with Kresela, and should work together in the future, as well as sticking together in their new home of Sigil. Further adventures in Sigil included a trip into what turned out to be a sentient house, in search of a missing girl. The house, being sentient and magical, attempted to confuse and scare the party away through a series of illusions, some against the entire party, some targeted to individuals. In the end though, they made their way to the top of the building, where the found the girl, who explained the house was protecting her. Both her, and the house, were quite mad, it seemed.

Later, one night Earl went out alone in search of a bar to drink away his feelings of being abandoned in Sigil, got stunningly drunk…. and woke up with (several) someone else’s bodyparts graphed on, replacing some of his own. Investigation into the matter found that a mad scientist, ‘Doctor’ Svaadengrav had befriended him at the bar, and after buying earl’s way into the bottom of several bottles, used him to test out his new techniques. After tracking down some of those who had parts of his, Earl and Co were able to figure out who was responsible, and force him to swap the parts back, excepting his heart, which Earl elected to leave with the old man who got it, since his original heart was bad, and he wasn’t compatible with the artificial heart Dr. Svaadengrav had created. It was during this midsadenture that the party met Cicero, a a bounty hunter and follower of X, who proved helpful in finding Earl’s missing parts, as well as the Scientist himself.

Shortly thereafter, Kresela’s ‘mentor’ Grokt came to the group with a contract for a job doing more caravan work. The job was to guard a caravan traveling to the plane of Rokugan, where they would pose as leper guards to a ‘gaijin’ caravan come to do business during a festival held by the Unicorn Clan, a clan of Samurai who had ties to the Gaijin outside the empire of Rokugan. Unfortunately, while they were there, a plague broke out, resulting in the city being quarantined, and both Lusana and Cicero, came down with the illness. They discovered that those worst taken by the disease appeared to develop an evil aura, separate but intertwined with their own aura, causing the party to believe the plague was perhaps somehow magical or supernatural in nature. They attempted to warn the natives, but were not given much credence. However, they managed to find some monks who appeared to believe them.

While out doing this, Cicero, who had been hit hard by the plague, seemingly recovered, and slipped out, leaving a note to the group that he had a vision from his God that he was needed here, and after being healed by his diety, slipped out of the city. He apologized for leaving without saying goodbye, but asked that they leave him behind, and wished them the best. The quarantine was lifted shortly thereafter, and the night before they were to leave, they were attacked by a band of men, seemingly natives, dressed in black pajamas. One of them said to Earl “Give us what you took from the sands~”. They otherwise fought silently, and to the death, though several of the bodies disappeared after being slain, while others retreated once the battle was clearly lost.

The party returned to Sigil, disturbed by the encounter and seeming similarities to the attack by the lizard people and attack by the men on Rokugan. Based on the way the bodies disappeared and how some seemed to be more resistant to blows than expected, it was theorized that perhaps both sets of creatures were influenced in some way by Shadow Magic or the Plane of Shadow. Now if the could only find an expert on the subject…


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