Chapter 273: Ancestral Wisdom
Reivyn was absorbed by the contents of the journal. Not every entry was exciting or terrifying, though the author, Relthinor, did a fairly good job of leaving out mundane topics. Sure, those were in there, but it was usually to add a bit of context more than to just document everything the man did.
There was very little personal information provided in the journal. Reivyn guessed Relthinor assumed anyone who read it would either know who he was or have the ability to find out. There might be records of additional memoirs of the man that provided that information, but it wasn’t important to Reivyn.
He had no idea what the man’s Class, Level, or Tiers were. He didn’t even mention the Affinities or Spells he used. When he recorded an entry involving combat or some other form of Spell Casting, he would keep it simple like “I blasted the monster with Magic until it died,” or “we stabbed it until it stopped moving,” or even such exciting retellings as “we defeated the monsters.”
Reivyn didn’t really need the breakdowns of the combat. He doubted he would glean any useful information for his own style of combat. What he was picking up from the diary was the overall journey and the types of incidents one could expect.
Relthinor’s journey definitely started off dull, quickly escalated to untold heights, but then became pretty routine. Their Party reformed the very next day after scattering from the nightmare creature. They weren’t so complacent that they didn’t have the very basic protocols in place in case of certain situations. From the way he wrote about it, they were probably taking it as a matter of course that they would become separated at least once sometime in their excursion.
Day 13
We circled around the area of influence we thought the creature controlled, using our communication magic to coordinate with the other groups, and we quickly regrouped. Nobody else had died other than the initial group of Adventurers that had walked right up to the portal.
It didn’t seem like the monster was going to leave its lair. At least a little bit of good news after that fiasco.
Some of the others had been struck with the barbs, but they didn’t encounter any null zones on their side. Like I had suspected, there was no poison or corrosion associated with the barbs, so that’s good.