26th Flamerule
While I was there, my father told me that he had spoken to
the Mayor of Tilverton, and he required some adventurers.
     I went and told the others, and we all went to see the
Mayor. It seems that a wizard by the name of Asflag, a well
known figure in the town, has disappeared. What is worse,
fell creatures are creeping out of the tower and slaying
animals. Before long, somebody will be killed. The town will
buy the tower from us if we clear it.
     On further searching, we find that a mummy has come out
of the tower on several occasions, but it has ignored the
clerics attempts to drive it back. Several other creatures
have come out as well, including a large cat like creature
with two tentacles growing out of it's back. The creature
only comes out at night, so we have resolved to attempt to
trap it as it appears. To that end, those of us with night
sight will watch for it. I have enlisted my mother to aid us,
as we do not have enough people to keep continuous watch
otherwise.

27th Flamerule
     We spent a hot night waiting in suspense for the
creature to show, but it failed to appear. I spent the
night reading the magical book from the halls. We will try
again the next night.

28th Flamerule
     Yesterday, a gnome approached the party, and offered to
but the tower from us if we cleared it. The price he was
offering was superior to that offered by the Mayor. We have
not yet decided which to accept.
     Again the creature failed to make an appearance. Perhaps
it is mocking us. Yarrem is pressing for us to travel onward,
I think the plight of his people is weighing on his mind. On
the morrow we will enter the tower.

29th Flamerule
     There was some kind of magical barrier protecting the
wall, but we managed to by-pass it, possibly at the same
point as the creature did. Inside we fought several creatures
including a strange monster that attacked us from the water.
There must have been several of the creatures, for more kept
appearing as soon as we destroyed one. We eventually left it
alone, although Barak will try a spell tomorrow. The creature
that was eating the animals attacked us as we walked through
the garden, but it was defeated. I had very bad luck in
attacking it, for several times I was sure I threw my daggers
correctly, yet it was unharmed. Tomorrow we will enter the
tower proper.

30th Flamerule
     Today is the worst day of my life. All was well as we
entered the tower, only marred by an unfortunate accident
with destroying a magical cloak. Then I found what appeared
to be a hole in the ceiling. I climbed up to look, using a
set of magical slippers we found earlier. The room had some
kind of pentagram in it, made up of several lines of very
valuable gold dust. I noticed a ball made of glass in a
container, which I grabbed and put in the bag, along with a
silver ring lying next to it. I threw down the slippers for
the others to climb up. Miior was next, but as she was
walking across the ceiling, a small creature leapt out and
attacked her, tearing her throat out. As she hung from the
ceiling, her blood dripping onto the floor, the others
engaged the creatures, quickly dispatching them. I was too
horrified to do anything.  I then climbed down, and lowered
her body to the floor. Then the truly horrible part began.
     I suggested to the others that we use the treasure we
had found to obtain the services of a cleric to bring her
back to life, for I knew of a cleric at the temple of
Lathander in Shadowdale. Yarrem agreed, and said he would
contribute part of his money. Nightshade refused, saying that
he wouldn't pay any of his money to help her. At that I grew
very angry, and ran up the wall, into the room with the
pentagram. I scooped powder from the pentagram into the
labelled bottles. I ignored the others calling from below.
     After I had finished, I jumped back down and angrily
told the others that if they would not pay for aid, I would.
Nightshade demanded that I show what I had, but I refused. He
seemed ready to throw a spell, and I turned and walked out of
the room. Yarrem followed, and I gave the bag to him. I then
agreed to Nightshade's demands, submitting to the search. It
was not an experience I will forget.
     I then grabbed the bag off Yarrem, and walked out of the
tower grounds. I knew that Nightshade would try to stop me.
I told them that I would go to Comryr to obtain the spell,
and went looking for the gnome. I found him, and he offered
to take the various powders off my hands.  I sold it for a
fraction of it's worth, but it still should be enough.  I
hope. I hope that the cleric will agree, as I realize I
couldn't bear life without her. If the money isn't
sufficient, then Nightshade will contribute, willingly or
not.

Midsummer
     Yarrem managed to convince me to stay and aid in
exploring the tower, I agreed, but only because I felt that
the money and magic items I had would not be sufficient to
pay for the cleric. We found a library, so I placed as many
of the books in the magic bag as would fit. We also found
several spellbooks, which we divided up amongst us. I grabbed
a few without the party realizing. After all, Miior must
have her share as well. Unfortunately Nightshade suspected
this, and I decide now would be a good time to leave. The
valuable spellbooks could be used to sell to a wizard.  I
left by the north gate, knowing that when Nightshade tried to
     stop me he would block the south gate heading to Comryr
rather than to Shadowdale. The light is fading even as I
write this on the trail, so I had best leave my accounts
here.

2nd Eleasis
     Luckily I encountered nothing this day, although I
suspected the presence of Miior's body would attract
predator's. The sight of her body laying their fills me with
rage, and I can not blame the dumb creatures which caused her
death.

3rd Eleasis
     I put quill to paper as the cleric of Lathander performs
his rituals necessary for the spell. I don't think that the
funds I had are enough, but the priest by the eloquence of my
arguments. One of the acolytes has just told me not to hope
too much, as sometimes the spirit of the body is unwilling to
leave it's location. But all I can do is hope.
     Praise be to Milil! Miior is alright! I saw her after
the ritual, and her body was whole and she breathed. She
looked into my eyes, and I knew that I could never leave her.
She still appears devoted to me, by the force of the philtre.
I can't let her be fettered, she who loves life so much. I
will speak to Storm Silverhand tomorrow, but tonight we will
celebrate.

4th Eleasis
     Miior seems slightly more withdrawn today. When I asked
her about what death felt like, she said that she couldn't
remember anything. I told her that we are going to see Storm
Silverhand about the spellbooks that I recovered from the
library of Asflag, which is true. I didn't tell her about the
dispelling of the philtre, although she is now powerful
enough to cast such a spell. I will write more tonight. I am
almost as nervous about this as when the priest was casting
the spell. Of what use is it that she is returned to life if
I never see her again? How would I feel if I was enspelled in
such a manner? I don't know, but I do know that I love her. I
will tell her later how I feel.
     My worst nightmare has come true. Miior was shocked to
learn that she had been enspelled in such a manner. Storm is
talking to her now, but I don't hold much hope. I don't even
feel like performing, at least the farmers in the inn are
respectful of my wishes. Tomorrow I will travel to Waterdeep.
No one will find me there.

6th Eleasis
     Yesterday, as I saddled up my horse this morning, Miior
appeared around the stable. I think that she was waiting for
me. I turned away, not wanting to see her as prepared to ride
off, when she kissed me, passionately. I was shocked, and I
turned to her to find her smiling at me. She gave me a tongue
lashing that I will never forget, but forgave me. We didn't
leave until this morning.
     Storm also looked at the books we found, and opened up
the spellbooks which I had. One of them was trapped three
times. We left the other books at her place, on the agreement
that we could look at them later.

7th Eleasis
     While Tyrmora was with me on my journey here, she must
have turned her face from me on the way back. First we
encountered a group of undead, against which our spells were
almost useless. The a group of rocks by the side of the road
animated and started walking toward the undead. We left them
to their battle.
     Then the worst part happened. In the evening, as we
prepared our food, a large dragon swooped down and tore into
my horse! We leapt to our feet and began casting spells.
Before we even had a chance to finish, it ripped it's very
large talon's into Miior's horse! We threw streams of
coloured light at it, but as I suspected the dragon shrugged
off such weak spells. As it flew away we threw several more
spells at it, but it resisted every one of them. I could
swear it was smiling too! I'm going to find that dragon
later, and teach it a lesson for eating our horses. Luckily
it is not far to Tilverton from here.
 


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