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==Scribe Notes==
==Scribe Notes==
I was sure it was going to be one of ‘those’ adventures. Our employer was a Master Merchant
called Alexis who was from Flugelheim. A brewery had stopped sending product and the
auditor sent to investigate had not returned. So a party was requested to go and investigate.
The pay was either a hogshead of whiskey or six of ale.
Grizelda and I had been directed to the wrong room but, once we were relocated, thanks to
Guild Security I found out that the volunteers for this mission were:
Dirk - male dwarf. Namer. He’s also accompanied by a wolf called Shadow.
Falco - Human male shadow mage. He said he was also an art dealer.
Hamish - Human male fighter and wiccan.
Grizelda - Hill giant female who is also a wiccan
Sam the Ork. 5 ½ ft tall earth mage. Herbalist, healer and brewer. Has big axe and is life
aspected.
Samples of the brews were available and we were encouraged to partake. We were told that
the water used in the brew had magical properties which improved the flavour. Alexis
represented the Artzdorf Royal Breweries and he was concerned that one of their competitors
could be responsible. He also told us we weren’t allowed to kill people. The brewery is
located in Little East Farthing in Artzdorf and to get there, we would first be taking a boat to
Rhitzsump then going inland.
I became the scribe since no one else wanted to. Dirk became the military scientist while,
after considerable discussion, Falco was appointed spokesmen. Apparently there is some
distrust of non-humans where we are going.
We then got ready. Sam put a four week Lesser on each of us, then I paid out for a Rank 9
Greater to affect spellcasting before purchasing six ten point healing potions for 3000sp. That
evening I spent in the library, reading up on Flugelheim, Artzdorf, and what previous parties
had done there.
Several astrology readings were done by various people.
Reading of the Night Sky: What is causing the disturbance at the brewery
Ignis et aqua, aura et solum
The first to the last, cause to effect
Reading the runestones: General
Mixing it up and separating it out
Hard it is, and soft as well.
Divining the Future: Name of the person who has important information for us in the village.
In the village or possibly through it but definitely not of it,
Lost in the ages of time, her name is and only she can give it to you.
2 nd Frost
Met up with the others outside the Guild gates at 9 that morning. Alexis arrived with a
cartload of barrels to take us to the docks.
“A sort of an a’la cart driver” - Dirk
Arrived at the docks and boarded the merchant vessel ‘Bonnie Dancer’. Also an ark is put on
board which everyone studiously avoided.
We set sail at midday. I managed to obtain a cabin to myself, as Grizelda was sleeping on the
deck and the four men were sharing two to a cabin. Watches were set and I was on with
Grizelda.
6th Frost
The trip took five days and, when I wasn’t on watch, I spent much of the trip in my cabin
feeling a bit ill. It didn’t help that the weather turned rough on the second day.
.2.
That night we were heaving to off a sand bar since the ship was due to sail into port the
following morning. However, we had a meeting with Alexis and it was decided we would
jump ship at this point and fly into Rhitzsump, using Shadowwings. Alexis also had to
arrange for our accreditations and also for our guide, Crispen. So, after Featherfalls, Resist
Colds, and Shadowwings all around, we flew in, landing on the outskirts only after a few
minutes. Once we got to the city the guards insisted that Grizelda turn over her ‘portable
siege weapon’ before we were allowed to enter through the postern gate. Accommodation
was at an inn called ‘Swamps Haven’. I was so looking forward to a comfortable inn bed but
Dirk’s insistence on maintaining the watches meant I ended up sleeping on the common room
floor with Grizelda.
7th Frost
After breakfast, we left all our gear in a warehouse then went with Alexis to the town hall, in
the town square, where we filled out forms and received amulets which were linked to our
life force and provided proof of our identity.
Crispen turned out to be a nineteen year old gangly lad who was definitely overladen. After
dealing with that we flew north, avoiding Artzdorf City, finally landing five miles short of
the Little East Farthing. The village itself, could be seen in Hamish’s Crystal of Vision and
everything looked perfectly normal. A wagon was three quarters loaded near the brewery. A
river flowed through the village that had a tarn just down stream of it, surrounded by reeds
and rushes. Both the brewery and the mill had waterwheels.
Hamish and Falco went to a nearby farmhouse and the farmer seemed normal. However there
was evidence of a late harvest, later than we would ordinarily expect for this time of year. We
then continued down to the village. When we reached the inn, everyone scurried away. A
short while later, the local constable arrived. His name was Sgt David but he was the captain
of the local militia.
Once he had confirmed our credentials, he told us that the last shipment had been sent five
days ago and that the next one was in the process of being loaded. Seven barrels were already
on it. No compelling or binding magics were detected on the sergeant but on a hunch, I asked
him what the date was. He replied it was the 10th of Vintage. However, Crispen agreed with
us it was the 7th of Frost. So we asked him about the auditor and we were told that he had
arrived yesterday.
The previous cart had arrived on time but it had been the non-appearance of the one
expected on the 13 th of Vintage that had sparked off the investigation. So the auditor,
Bernholt, was summoned. According to him, the date was the 18th of Vintage. Unfortunately
all the shipping records were kept at the company office in North Artz, located to the east.
So that’s where we flew to. When we arrived there, we checked the local perception of the
date which was the 7th of Frost. Accommodations were at the ‘White Horse’ inn which was
run by a hill giant, Edward. After some questioning, he admitted that the previous shipment
crew had been paid off not to return and were somewhere getting drunk. Also, the advantage
of this place that I finally got a proper bed and a room to myself. Grizelda also had giant
sized accommodations in the guest room.
.3.
Sam - “What’s a sexist?”
Falco - “A philanthropist but with sex.”
8th Frost
Hamish used his Crystal to look back at Little East Farthing. The shadows looked right but
we noticed there was only six barrels on the cart. Also, people seen were moving at normal
speed. Was the day repeating?
I purified after breakfast. We also knew that the beer water had chronomancy effects to allow
the brew to mature faster but an enlarged effect of this did not seem to be the cause. Crispen
arranged for some horses so we rode back to the village carefully Daing on the way
attempting to find the area of effect. Crispen was instructed to send a message to Alexis if we
had not returned by evening, just in case we got stuck in the time loop.
“It’s a giant conspiracy theory” - Falco after Grizelda’s paranoid suggestions.
We went up to the turnoff then turned west towards the village. We then went past the bluffs
then down into the river valley. The farmer we passed recognised us from yesterday.
A bit later on, a tree was detected that still thought it was autumn. It then told Sam that he
was going to die. That was when arrows flew out at Sam. I spotted something and fired back.
I must have hit as I heard a high pitched squark. Dirk also saw my target and determined it
was a dryad. So we managed to open a dialogue with myself as translator from her accented
elvish.
Basically, after apologising for shooting her, she said she had shot at Sam as he had been
carrying a large axe. I apologised for the misunderstanding and managed to convince her
Sam meant no harm. She knew about the village and the ‘firewater’. She also said she hadn’t
tried any but I was sure she was lying. She also believed the perpetual autumn was good for
the trees but she did know it was actually winter. She also seemed to have an idea what was
causing the phenomena but refused to tell us but would pass on a message. We had however
got the impression it was something to do with the river.
Further investigation told us that the area was roughly D shaped with the curve following the
river on the east bank.. As we crossed the bridge into the village (the village was on the east
bank), Dirk checked the water and noted that it was slightly magical with chronomancy. We
then met the sergeant, who did not remember us. He said that the auditor had arrived
yesterday.
I’m not sure what Sam was doing, maybe attempting to talk to the local horses in the stable,
but he backfired himself asleep. Meanwhile the auditor was spoken to and he hadn’t seen us
before either. So, as an experiment, we left a horse in the stables, tagged with one of my blue
ribbons. I also took some hay from the stable.
The auditor was convinced to come back to North Artz with us but, a short way out, the
auditor just vanished. So did the hay I was carrying. So that point on the road was marked. I
went back in but the hay did not reappear.
It was getting late by now, so we left the horses with the farmer and flew back, reaching the
inn just after nightfall and just before the deadline with Crispen.
===9th Frost===

Revision as of 11:06, 15 February 2026

Scribe Notes

Summary

Adventure: Missing Brewery

  • aka Let's Try That Again

GM: Struan J.
Season: Winter 805 WK
Night: Someday
Level: Level

Party
Time on adventure
1st Frost 805 - 16th Frost 805
Employer
Alexis - Master Brewer
Mission
Master Merchant Alexis of the Flugelheim and Artzdorf Royal Brewery sought a small group of Journeyman adventurers to investigate why one of their breweries hasn't sent any product to the nearby distribution center in the last 3+ weeks.
They've already sent a Royal auditor when the brewery first missed a shipment but he hasn't returned either.
Plane
Alusia
Places visited
Artzdorf
Rhitzsump
North Artz
Little East Farthing
City of Artzdorf
People met
Crispen
Sgt Davis - captain of Little East Farthing militia
Frederick - a mage in Artzdorf City
The Hart of the Forest - a group of dryads
Kiera - a blackberry dryad
Original Scribe Notes
Media:Snwi0505.zip

Scribe Notes

I was sure it was going to be one of ‘those’ adventures. Our employer was a Master Merchant called Alexis who was from Flugelheim. A brewery had stopped sending product and the auditor sent to investigate had not returned. So a party was requested to go and investigate. The pay was either a hogshead of whiskey or six of ale. Grizelda and I had been directed to the wrong room but, once we were relocated, thanks to Guild Security I found out that the volunteers for this mission were: Dirk - male dwarf. Namer. He’s also accompanied by a wolf called Shadow. Falco - Human male shadow mage. He said he was also an art dealer. Hamish - Human male fighter and wiccan. Grizelda - Hill giant female who is also a wiccan Sam the Ork. 5 ½ ft tall earth mage. Herbalist, healer and brewer. Has big axe and is life aspected. Samples of the brews were available and we were encouraged to partake. We were told that the water used in the brew had magical properties which improved the flavour. Alexis represented the Artzdorf Royal Breweries and he was concerned that one of their competitors could be responsible. He also told us we weren’t allowed to kill people. The brewery is located in Little East Farthing in Artzdorf and to get there, we would first be taking a boat to Rhitzsump then going inland. I became the scribe since no one else wanted to. Dirk became the military scientist while, after considerable discussion, Falco was appointed spokesmen. Apparently there is some distrust of non-humans where we are going. We then got ready. Sam put a four week Lesser on each of us, then I paid out for a Rank 9 Greater to affect spellcasting before purchasing six ten point healing potions for 3000sp. That evening I spent in the library, reading up on Flugelheim, Artzdorf, and what previous parties had done there. Several astrology readings were done by various people. Reading of the Night Sky: What is causing the disturbance at the brewery Ignis et aqua, aura et solum The first to the last, cause to effect Reading the runestones: General Mixing it up and separating it out Hard it is, and soft as well. Divining the Future: Name of the person who has important information for us in the village. In the village or possibly through it but definitely not of it, Lost in the ages of time, her name is and only she can give it to you. 2 nd Frost Met up with the others outside the Guild gates at 9 that morning. Alexis arrived with a cartload of barrels to take us to the docks. “A sort of an a’la cart driver” - Dirk Arrived at the docks and boarded the merchant vessel ‘Bonnie Dancer’. Also an ark is put on board which everyone studiously avoided. We set sail at midday. I managed to obtain a cabin to myself, as Grizelda was sleeping on the deck and the four men were sharing two to a cabin. Watches were set and I was on with Grizelda. 6th Frost The trip took five days and, when I wasn’t on watch, I spent much of the trip in my cabin feeling a bit ill. It didn’t help that the weather turned rough on the second day. .2. That night we were heaving to off a sand bar since the ship was due to sail into port the following morning. However, we had a meeting with Alexis and it was decided we would jump ship at this point and fly into Rhitzsump, using Shadowwings. Alexis also had to arrange for our accreditations and also for our guide, Crispen. So, after Featherfalls, Resist Colds, and Shadowwings all around, we flew in, landing on the outskirts only after a few minutes. Once we got to the city the guards insisted that Grizelda turn over her ‘portable siege weapon’ before we were allowed to enter through the postern gate. Accommodation was at an inn called ‘Swamps Haven’. I was so looking forward to a comfortable inn bed but Dirk’s insistence on maintaining the watches meant I ended up sleeping on the common room floor with Grizelda. 7th Frost After breakfast, we left all our gear in a warehouse then went with Alexis to the town hall, in the town square, where we filled out forms and received amulets which were linked to our life force and provided proof of our identity. Crispen turned out to be a nineteen year old gangly lad who was definitely overladen. After dealing with that we flew north, avoiding Artzdorf City, finally landing five miles short of the Little East Farthing. The village itself, could be seen in Hamish’s Crystal of Vision and everything looked perfectly normal. A wagon was three quarters loaded near the brewery. A river flowed through the village that had a tarn just down stream of it, surrounded by reeds and rushes. Both the brewery and the mill had waterwheels. Hamish and Falco went to a nearby farmhouse and the farmer seemed normal. However there was evidence of a late harvest, later than we would ordinarily expect for this time of year. We then continued down to the village. When we reached the inn, everyone scurried away. A short while later, the local constable arrived. His name was Sgt David but he was the captain of the local militia. Once he had confirmed our credentials, he told us that the last shipment had been sent five days ago and that the next one was in the process of being loaded. Seven barrels were already on it. No compelling or binding magics were detected on the sergeant but on a hunch, I asked him what the date was. He replied it was the 10th of Vintage. However, Crispen agreed with us it was the 7th of Frost. So we asked him about the auditor and we were told that he had arrived yesterday. The previous cart had arrived on time but it had been the non-appearance of the one expected on the 13 th of Vintage that had sparked off the investigation. So the auditor, Bernholt, was summoned. According to him, the date was the 18th of Vintage. Unfortunately all the shipping records were kept at the company office in North Artz, located to the east. So that’s where we flew to. When we arrived there, we checked the local perception of the date which was the 7th of Frost. Accommodations were at the ‘White Horse’ inn which was run by a hill giant, Edward. After some questioning, he admitted that the previous shipment crew had been paid off not to return and were somewhere getting drunk. Also, the advantage of this place that I finally got a proper bed and a room to myself. Grizelda also had giant sized accommodations in the guest room. .3. Sam - “What’s a sexist?” Falco - “A philanthropist but with sex.” 8th Frost Hamish used his Crystal to look back at Little East Farthing. The shadows looked right but we noticed there was only six barrels on the cart. Also, people seen were moving at normal speed. Was the day repeating? I purified after breakfast. We also knew that the beer water had chronomancy effects to allow the brew to mature faster but an enlarged effect of this did not seem to be the cause. Crispen arranged for some horses so we rode back to the village carefully Daing on the way attempting to find the area of effect. Crispen was instructed to send a message to Alexis if we had not returned by evening, just in case we got stuck in the time loop. “It’s a giant conspiracy theory” - Falco after Grizelda’s paranoid suggestions. We went up to the turnoff then turned west towards the village. We then went past the bluffs then down into the river valley. The farmer we passed recognised us from yesterday. A bit later on, a tree was detected that still thought it was autumn. It then told Sam that he was going to die. That was when arrows flew out at Sam. I spotted something and fired back. I must have hit as I heard a high pitched squark. Dirk also saw my target and determined it was a dryad. So we managed to open a dialogue with myself as translator from her accented elvish. Basically, after apologising for shooting her, she said she had shot at Sam as he had been carrying a large axe. I apologised for the misunderstanding and managed to convince her Sam meant no harm. She knew about the village and the ‘firewater’. She also said she hadn’t tried any but I was sure she was lying. She also believed the perpetual autumn was good for the trees but she did know it was actually winter. She also seemed to have an idea what was causing the phenomena but refused to tell us but would pass on a message. We had however got the impression it was something to do with the river. Further investigation told us that the area was roughly D shaped with the curve following the river on the east bank.. As we crossed the bridge into the village (the village was on the east bank), Dirk checked the water and noted that it was slightly magical with chronomancy. We then met the sergeant, who did not remember us. He said that the auditor had arrived yesterday. I’m not sure what Sam was doing, maybe attempting to talk to the local horses in the stable, but he backfired himself asleep. Meanwhile the auditor was spoken to and he hadn’t seen us before either. So, as an experiment, we left a horse in the stables, tagged with one of my blue ribbons. I also took some hay from the stable. The auditor was convinced to come back to North Artz with us but, a short way out, the auditor just vanished. So did the hay I was carrying. So that point on the road was marked. I went back in but the hay did not reappear. It was getting late by now, so we left the horses with the farmer and flew back, reaching the inn just after nightfall and just before the deadline with Crispen.

9th Frost

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