Former Squad,

I know you’re all dead, I’m writing anyway. Better than mission reports, PC was always best at those.

Took up a job with the Accord Keepers. Met a few on a train, not much to speak of about those missions, but the people? Mission assists all around. Not much to write of, those first few weeks. Took time to get to my head back on

Not literally you dumb fucks. I can hear DD asking me if my head was right off. It’s still attached.

Bunch of us went out to Talenta. Me, Helios and Xander – two short fellas, Toryn and Lola, both human or elves or something, I don’t know, they all look the same to me and Ina, who gives me the spooks.

I didn’t mention before, but I’ve met a couple more of us before. Not this time, but the last time. Xtopher, I think he’s not well, he’s got bees inside his frame, and Boom-Boom. Boom-Boom eats food. Like soft people. And he loves it.

Squad, I have to tell you, he might be right to. Xander gave me chocolate. First off all – you’re supposed to take the wrapper off. Who knew!? Chocolate, squad, is a big mission assist.

Beer and hot dogs might not be. I don’t think beer is mission assist at all. It smells like that hat DD stole. Mint tea, that one’s a bit confusing.

We met a real old creepy shaman. At least 10 years old. Very old, squad. How old do these soft folks even get? She? gave Helios a mushroom.

We also met Ranchel Ral, and he had a big red dinosaur. Very powerful. Very beautiful.  

The town we went to had sad and poor halfling warriors. All covered in ash, very angry about outsiders. I don’t think I blame them. This place is a mess.

Xander got to feed a longneck dinosaur. I am making a list of good things, meeting dinosaurs is on them.

So is chocolate.

We made a plan.
 * Ride dinosaurs
 * Kill demons
 * Or demon worshippers.
 * Stop demon rituals.

It was a good plan. Of course it went to shit.

We learned The Scales are moving east, maybe to a thunderbill sanctuary. We’re supposed to meet Carver Cal.

Helios is so good at dinosaurs. He’d have been a mission asset for sure if we’d had him.

The thunderbills also had the sad ash like the warriors. Lola or Ina called it an S T D – Stream Transmitted Demons.

Xander tried to heal the dinosaur, and it drank from the stream and got very scary. We had to shoot it.  We did not burn the body. In hindsight, not a smart decision. JD I can hear you yelling at us now to blow that kind of thing up. Sorry pal. By the time we got back, the body was gone.

We found some strange dirt stone slot canyons, someone very powerful made them. We saw more of the short fellas riding dinosaurs with red eyes.

Xander and Helios went into talk, pretended to be sad short fellas. Xander claimed he frisked us ten times. He told ten lies.

So much talking. Not enough hitting. DENY.

We tried to sneak in. I was very quiet. Shutup, S, I know. I WAS. Lola and Ina were not.

We pretended to be slaves. I hated it. D E N Y.

We found Carvel Cal. I didn’t and still don’t trust him. He is shrill and suspicious. So we tied him up. This is the smartest thing we did all day besides the hitting.

We went to stop some ritual, and found out they were summoning the mourning? or the morning? Probably the first one, as they’re sad and covered in ash and very red. They were trying to summon a very majestic beautiful dinosaur beast. I want one. Not an evil one. That would not be mission assist.

We fought the dinosaur, the cultists and their leader. Their leader had backwards hands. Who built him like that? That seems highly efficient. If I could make my hands do that I could hit people coming and going.

I fought him, he was formidable. He tried to grab me. NO. DENY.  Hitting him seemed to make more of the ritual happen. What is that. hitting things can make a situation worse? DENY.

We grabbed a scroll with a claw print. I still wanted to fight, but the rest of the team said no. The cultists were very large, perhaps this was wise. We also took that creep Carver Cal. I knew he was a creepy fuck. I still don’t trust him.