January 2020 Event Recap

January 720 Still getting used to this new year. 720 already, how the time does fly! I suppose practice will help me remember the year, and perhaps these chronicles will help me keep my thoughts in order regarding the heroes. Last gather, there was no shortage of things happening in the not-so-sleepy town of Four Corners. A large beam of light was seen from the town, far off in the east. I heard rumors that it was something to do with fairy tales, and now there are librarians out collecting missing books. I wonder if late fees will apply in this case? Emissaries and an avatar, both from the plane of Death, were seen around town Friday evening, some speaking of lost paperwork, most asking for the location of the deceased (?) monarch Robert Von Crimson. A pair of faeries wandered about town as well, spreading goodwill and sweet treats wherever they went. Oh, and someone by the name of Jadis was placed under Baron Liam’s charge. The sun rising Saturday morning brought new opportunities, as a Kingdom-sanctioned organization called Shield sets up a board with various and sundry tasks for the heroes to complete for payment. Some archaeologist was out and about talking about some amazing new find that was unearthed back in November. Oh! Baronial council meeting as well Saturday afternoon. Something about what to do about an undead family moving into a keep somewhere in Celibhar. Speaking of undead, there was a big obelisk that popped up after nightfall, along with some rune-faced undead and a dancing, cackling woman. The heroes shattered the obelisk and ran off the undead, so hopefully things will be quiet on that front for a bit. Sunday was quiet, as most of the heroes seemed to be exhausted from their trials earlier in the weekend. There were a few strange creatures out and about, made of thick black or multi-colored liquid, or charcoal. Primarchs know what that's all about, because I certainly do not. The torrential downpour of Saturday chased some pygmies from their home, and they invaded town with their blowguns and chattering Sunday afternoon. Some quick thinking and hide-and-go-seek kept the pygmies from being lethal with their darts, and once the diminutive creatures were given jerky, they withdrew back to their treetop homes. With as much strangeness as happened at the January gather, it's no wonder the heroes are moving to Coper's Vale come February. Will these oddities follow the heroes? Are these strange happenings perhaps caused by the heroes themselves, by the fact that they do gather once a month? These questions are perhaps better left to more scholarly minds than mine. In any case, I look forward to attending the February gather, and seeing more of these heroes and the impact they have on Cerroneth. - Excerpt from the Journals of Elias Crane