Celestias Journal

[Febriel]

Day 1 of my time back in Waterdeep. The druid is am annoying wretch. I will go where I will. I sit on a bench not far from the Yawning portal a rather large sack of gold attached to my belt. The Well is the way inside. Should they refuse me entry there is always teleportation. The south sea caves are to dangerous. I spent an hour observing the cave which leads to the river Sargauth. However, if the inn's owner is unwilling to budge then the caves will have to be made to work...levitation is preferable to those old uncomfortable hoists. Only time will tell but reaching the city that way is better than walking through the upper reaches. Time to go...we'll see what happens.

[Febriel]

Day 2. I sit on the cavern floor writing. Thank Mystra for my ability to see easier in the dark. The humans at the inn refused to even acknowledge the well in the back. Three Duergar approached me an hour into my walk along the slippery cave near Sargauth. I could not tell if they were young or old (who can when it comes to dwarfs?). Suffice to say they tried to claim they were collecting a toll. I wasted no time directing magical missiles to hitting them in their scrunched up scarred faces. They were not very bright and I'm somewhat certain I heard one say dark elf in their language. None the less they all fell into the dark water of the river below. I'll rest now here and have something to eat. The day has been relatively uneventful. Deep dwarf stupidity aside. If my scry is correct the area that leads to the farms level is not to much further and then its on my way to the Port of Shadows. The scroll will be mine and then I'll be happy and prove to everyone I'm not a weak girl. Oh, and these wands of alarm, darkness and silence are quite useful for resting in caves. Though I would be telling a lie if I said I wasn't even a little bit scared.

[Febriel]

Day 5. It is is curious that I would find my self caring as a coach containing a couple of slaves goes by. After all I am here for me and yet I feel something in my mind pulling me to strike at the iron ring. If that is not suicide I do not know what is. Two human children...they have to be at least ten and twelve. How did they get themselves mixed up with that organization? Sadly I think I am about to find out. Here comes a dark elf and a a few kobold enforcers. I guess they did not take to kindly to my staring.

[Febriel]

Day 9- The dark elves and their deep dwarf allies are relentless. The river is near and then to the cliffs? Will they follow or use there agents that they must have in Waterdeep? The boy and his sister are asleep in my arms right now. I don't think my wards can keep these people from scrying and looking...it has to be slightly passed midnight on the surface..i think anyhow. How could they have known if but an...yes an illithid..how stupid of me! Curse the Iron Ring to the abyss..