A sheaf of papers and sketches are attatched to the bottom of the duty postFor Cove, I have completed this mission; a good break from sitting alone in the barracks! I now present my findings.
I set out from Cove, my pack filled with a sleeping mat, a torch for the dark nights, various useful tools, and a copy of the mission briefing. I also brought along some bargaining gold, just incase...
For the quickest route to the first location on the mission briefing, I made my way to a (non Vesparian!) moongate and, after consulting my maps, decided that the shrine of Sacrifice would bring me closest to the Ilshenar town that the meer inhabited.
Once I arrived, I paid my respects (like any good Avatarian) and camped for the night, as it was getting rather dark. However I felt safe and secure under the power of the Shrine.
I rose with the sun, and journeyed onward to the town of the Meer. I came across the first derelict house, however the occupant did not seem to acknowledge my presence.
This was unfortunately true for most of the meer...
I conducted a few sneaky searches myself, namely in the large structure on the shore: one of the few places to have and sort of discernable furnishings.
My searches were fruitless, and I uncovered nothing other than rotten food and broken, discarded possessions.
Eventualy I was lucky enough to find a Meer Elder (known as an Eternal to his own people) who pointed me in the direction of the Meer Crypt: the next location on my list... After weighing his pockets with some of my handy gold coins!
I made my way as far as the Shrine of Compassion before the light begain to fail me again. I was convinced that the fates were in my favour, again granting me protection by a shrine during the night.
The next day's travelling was not without occurance. Following the elderly Meer's directions, I strayed across a small group of Savages. These foul and uncivilised beasts shrieked as I approached; a spear narrowly missing my head as a ridgeback rider came seemingly out of nowhere. They seemed to command some sort of unholy nature, as rabid wolves drew closer to their savage allies. With a quick prayer, the odd curse, and many words of Arcane Power, I was able to dispatch those who had followed me.
In my hasty exit, I stumbled upon a large engraved platform. What luck! This was the mysterious entrance that the Meer Elder had mentioned! At least I hoped it was...
Nervously I stepped onto the platform and closed my eyes, readying a spell of defence...
Fortunately the Meer was true to his word, and I found myself in a large crypt, seemingly cut off from the outside world. Whether it were underground, lodged in a mountain or outside the realms of time and space, I was unsure. But I felt remarkably safe.
After a short wander around the many sealed tombs, I noticed one that was slightly disturbed.
Upon further investigation, I found a set of demonic bones, perhaps the remains of the beast master Var Shaleth?
As if to confirm my suspicions, I noticed a rusty blade thrust deep into the ribcage of the skeleton. The design matched that of the sketches I had copied down! I gathered up some of the bones and the blade excitedly, when I noticed underneath a few scraps of parchment, written in a language I could not decipher. Gathering all these together (along with a few coins I found lying in the tomb), I kept them together in a drawstring bag, and ventured back to beloved Cove.
Upon arriving at the barracks, I found Khaelith the Trade Minister just on his way out. I explained my adventures, and he happily took my findings, assuring me that they would be delivered into the right hands.
An exhausting adventure! I hope you find my report all in order.
For Cove!
-Urocus-
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