Bali’s funeral was today. It is a sad day to say the least.
Two days have gone past the funeral. Already Trinidas is trying to restore the house to some level of normality. He mourns his son, of course, and wants revenge. We have the shell of Rokan. Xanus volunteered to probe his mind, a tactic that I thought would work better than torture. Besides, I have little stomach for pain for pain’s sake. Xanus was able to invade the things mind and learn who sent him. Kalak is behind these bladed assassins as I thought since the second one attacked. Who else could have the skills and the money to arm a throw away undead assassin with two metal swords? This information does not comfort me. I already had a passing knowledge of how formidable Kalak would be before the keep, but when we relived the Ogre visions and saw how he killed the Ogre warrior… that was centuries ago and I can only imagine that he has gained a refinement of his skills since then. There will be little hope of us being able to take him on directly if it comes to that. But, why Kalak is after us is open to debate. I have two theories. One involves the oracle and the scroll. The other involves one of us, but I will not record it, not even here. Trinidas was obviously rattled about the fact we had attracted such a powerful enemy. He suggested that we travel to Tyr in order to recruit guards. Barok and I had already discussed a plan to recruit gladiators there so I readily agreed, but do not plan until leaving tomorrow.
Trakas came today, wounded, with two others. I rushed him into the house to tend his wounds, but they were so old that I could not heal them with my own skills. Instead I brought him my water ration and ordered more food and water from the kitchens to be billed to me. I watched him eat and drink for a moment, though he told me I had to assemble the others and it was urgent. Once I had assembled the others he explained that the two others were Cael and Padrus. He said that we had to escort them to Tyr with all possible haste, and that their lives were more important than our own. I also learned that Trakas and Cael have a relationship, which makes me feel rather childish. Of course he has an arrangement with another. I should not have thought otherwise. I will take the mixed emotions I feel and channel them into completing this task and killing Hamdi.
Traveling.
Today we fought and killed some giant rock turtle out in the desert. They are rare creatures, but it was vicious. It bit me which was painful, but more painful was the fact that the bastard snapped my spear. I must get another Agafari spear, soon. I do admit that I took some of my rage out on the creature. The loss of the ability to form closer connections to Trakas wears on me more than the others will ever know, and more than even I had guessed at first. I kept my intention to become his apprentice too close to chest. Cael confirmed that she is a druid, and Trakas’ apprentice. He does not need two. But… the creature is dead and though Barok and I are wounded, we will continue to travel.
We entered Tyr. I journeyed with Cael and Padras to the bar where they were to meet their contact Aegon. I did this because it is apparent to me that they are in the Veiled Alliance and meeting their contact. I approve of this, and I intend to keep them safe. However, the contract never appeared. We found the others and tried to make new plans.
We have been discovered. Templars closed the gates to the city and tried to close the net in upon us. We saw one traveling with six half giants, moving to intercept us. We escaped the city, but now must find a way to get the information to Aegon, if he is still alive. I fear that he has been captured. If that is the case then we must find another way to act on the information.
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