Huh, seems that Vladimir is not only a good target to save our party from certain illnesses, he tells quite a story as well.
As we depart from Oleg’s, I really hope that we scout terrain other than plains. Plains do not offer the wide selection of components that I am use to from our swamp region. Even the forest offers more.
After escaping a near death encounter with a VERY large spider, which Vladimir saved us from the venom of this beast, I was able to aquire 8 legs to add to my collection (too bad all his venom was depleted). Bravely entering the trap door of this large creature, Vladimir returned with a map that seemed to identify a large dead tree in the shape of a pitch fork…sounds like my kind of place.
Once again, my hopes were crushed as the dead tree did not reveal any components to assist in my testing. However, we did gain a new wand, spell book, nice knife that could aid in skinning or removal of ears or feet as well as a silver ring that could sale for something. As I expected, the next few days were a waste in which nothing of use was located. Once again nights of dreaming that these new lands will soon begin to offer something other than log days of riding which is beginning to cause pain in all the wrong parts. I wonder what I could brew with perhaps some tail of horse and maybe some of his urine samples. Hummmmm???
Well it seems that my bones were correct, our adventure would reveal something interesting on our travels today. Unfortunately, it was at the cost of my near demise. This GIANT centipede rushed my horse from out of nowhere. Upon bitting me and knocking my from my beast, it continued to attack Ookami who seemed to be able to deal with it better than myself. Thanks once again or perhaps not, Vladimir took on the beast and took his bite – this did not leave very much venom for me to drain. Anyway in the end our wolf friend and a well placed arrow from Vladimir saved use from a sure demise. The encounter at least supplied me with the ability to detach many legs from the beast to experiment with. Looking back, I am not clear who chose the location for a camp that evening but I should lay a curse on them (evil smile) – this location revealed that I should be trusting the use of my bones more often for our selection. While on MY watch – of course – a large beast with red eyes leaped from the darkness and almost ended my life. Thank goodness for the swift action of the others…in the end, I was saved and gained Worg hair to add to my staff and to my slowly growing library of items. Looking back on the incident, I should have removed his eyes as I am sure that they could have resulted in a quite unique brew.
Well, back across more of these dreadful plains. However, we were led to a unique individual quite like myself that may be able to assist in my quest of making the finest brews in all the land. Bokken seemed to be a vessel for which I might be able to apprentice under and I plan to speak with him when there is time at Oleg’s as he travels to the location from time to time. He is a bit of a strange fellow however and hard to follow in his teachings as he wonders from his thoughts into some type of trance perhaps. We will see what I am able to learn from this Bokken, however.
Well, it seems that our journey has come to an end. At least this time I DID return with some finds of interest as well did the Party. Perhaps I should ask Oleg if he minds if I work some of my brews before I begin as not to scare this fine folks that have allowed us to stay at their home. Some of these tasks can be completed at our camps along our journey, but others will require fire and brimstone to get the items useful.