| Gim, Groehl, And The Cowards |
| We meet Moireaca my brother Thorian and Kambeis sister for the first time |
It felt like we had been traveling for some time before we actually saw any form of life on our journey through the Undergates. Around the time I started getting ready to make camp for the night we saw a strange eerie arcane light coming from a distance. I informed the group of my desired to venture forward to find out the light’s purpose but again like so many times before I was held back against my will. This strategy of sneaking forward with Rorrin and Kambei never seems to be to our advantage but again they try to find out information by hiding in the shadows. After a great amount of time and worrying for my brother they came back telling us of a few people around the fire. It was at this time that I realized the group was ready to move forward so I decided to lead the way.
With each passing step the figures that Rorrin described became clearer. At this point I was to make out a man and an elvin woman. There were a couple other figures but they were hidden to me at the moment and not worth my time to look further at. It was at this time where I introduced myself and asked if I could tend to the bodies that were lying around the fire. Obviously the bodies were of the dead but I wanted to gauge his reaction to my query. He then revealed that he was on the same journey as us going after the cure for the reanimating corpses. He also explained that he wasn’t sure why Rorrin was hiding around the shadows earlier and didn’t just show himself…again I laughed a bit on the inside but grew more frustrated by the time that was wasted.
Just then Gim asked the man his name because that’s the thing gnome’s care the most about and he told the group he was Moireaca and that the girl he was with was a druid from the grove. Apparently it was Kambei’s sister but I couldn’t tell since all elves look like concentrated evil to me. The name Moireaca filled my heart with much anger as I realized the cause of so much death in the gnomish towns and unrest in Brochbarrow Hill was caused by this man… I mean even a few dwarves were killed by a bear he enraged. Just then I reached for the stone that I had been carrying in my pack for sometime and was informed by the group that I had left it. I know I didn’t leave it but it was not my concern at the moment. At this moment Gim spoke in druidic to him and I started to feel annoyed that the group was constantly speaking in tongues I couldn’t understand.
With all my pent up frustration and anger for Moireaca boiling over I start challenging him to the group’s dismay. My cowardly group, besides Gim, was cowering over the power that Moireaca had… it was at that moment when I looked deeper into one of eyes of Moireaca’s friend to see a dwarf. To my shock and amazement Moireaca revealed him to be my brother. With not a word spoke looking at his Thurnite garbs I walked up and slapped him across the face. My disgust for Moireaca was only exceeded by my hatred for Thorian. I had nothing to say but my stare told the story as I looked into the green flames that burned where once Thorian’s eyes used to be. Moireaca explained how he saved my brother and was using the rock he’s mined to potentially find a cure for the disease that was reanimating. I cared no longer that we were on the same path because for the most part Thurn and Throrn were on the same path of life but it’s the motive and how you get to the end result that matters to me. It makes no sense to kill innocent lives to save lives…there’s always another way.
Hastily I grabbed for my weapon again but the group neither backed me up nor shared my views on many of the things we talked about. This angered me greatly and made me wish I had gone with the paladin we had met recently on his journey, but I will stay at least until I’ve taught my brother a lesson.
Begrudgingly we went our separate ways from Moireaca and started heading down the road away from him… just then he agreed with me and said it’s likely that we’ll meet in battle in the future and then cast a wall of bones to block our way and summoned forth two elemental creatures from the ground. I knew that I was right and exclaimed my feelings toward the group only to get resentment and uncaring responses. As we engaged in battle I went through the motions of what I normally do but I felt obliged to heal them rather than honored to heal them. I would heal almost anyone in need in the name of Throrn but I was growing tired of healing those who don’t value my thoughts and prayers especially when I’m always right. For now I’ll contain my feeling but one day soon there will be a reckoning in the name of Throrn!
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| Associated Regions: Undergates, Citadel |
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| From the journal of Groehl |
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Contributor: Chuck Jubenville |
