The Preaching Paladin
Posted: Fri Sep 23, 2016 10:57 am
Entry 1: Its been several days that my brothers of the Order of the Aster and I have been making our way to Baldurs Gate. We had been sent by the Order to help with relief efforts post siege. On our way we met a caravan of merchants and with a few brief exchanges of good will one of them, who heard our destination said, "can anything good come out of Baldur's Gate". I found the comment very odd but did not give it much thought.
Entry 2: It has been a sad day. I arrived at Baldur's Gate with only a fraction of my life. My brothers and I were over run by a well organized group of bandits.I alone am left and my captain is no longer here to instruct me. As of such I would hate to return back to Waterdeep without at least making some effort to carry out
the mission we were tasked with.
Entry 3: My arrival in Baldur's Gate was late but I was met by a rather admirable person of hospitality who invtited me to dine at her residence. After the meal I went to retire at the Elfsong Tavern but not with first hearing rumors of sedition, cival war, and some apperent corruption of the Dukes.
Entry 4: Rising early the next day I greated the lord and begin a campaign of inspiring preaching in the city. Unfortunately, I was often met with mockery and found the light of the morning lord lacking in the city. In fact, there was a certain group of family members known as the Darius who insulted me greatly, almost to the point where I felt like drawing my blade.
Entry 5: I eventually made my way to Beregost where I sought instruction in aiding the area. I exchanged brief correspondence with the retired Knight Commander and one of the Dawnbringers. While in Beregost I was able to meet some of the local residence. In paticular, one named Terri and the other who was called Vendor. They were soon to wed and shared some injustices that have been going on in the region.
Entry 6: as I continued my campaign of preaching in the area I continued to hear from the common people how they feel unsafe. As I heard these thing I felt a righteous indignation and began to denounce the Dukes and other evil groups in the land, such as the Zhents and the vile Thayans.
Entry 7: I was fortunate today to find an old friend of mine a ranger named Roywyn. She being ignorant of the going ons soon discovered the evils of the area as we were assaulted by a Thayan in the wilderness. He demanded that I retract my words against his people and I could not. He defeated me in combat and seemed very honorable as I gave up the field to him.
Entry 8: as I continued my preaching I was met by a wise man who was a humble miner. His name was Justin and it seemed that he was full of the morning lords wisdom. He told me that it might be wise to work against the evil outside of vocal opposition. He admired my zeal and he said that my death would soon come if I did my stop my protest and encouraged me to stay alive.
He said people needed my zeal but that I need to use such zeal in a wise way. It must have been fate for soon after the Dreadlord of Darkhold challenged my preaching by a flurry of insults. I humbly minded Justin words but I did give the Dreadlord a chance to repent and to accept Lathander as his lord and savior.
Entry 9: I was able to meet a new convert. a rather odd
Gnome female named Hazel. It seems she accepted the morning lord with all of her heart. She even rivals me in her zeal and has become a great preacher.
Entry 10: I thought it would be wise to affiliate myself with one of noted guilds of the region until I reciece word from the temple authority of Beregost. They call themselves the Phoniex company and they seem to have righteous intentions.The administrator is also very alluring and adorned with the aroma of goddess. She is a great distraction indeed but I will not wavior in my marriage to the Chrurch and will keep my convictions.
Entry 11. My companions and I hosted a pilgrimage from Beregost to Baldur's Gate. We were joined by a wonderful person named Eva and a man who was blind. It was an inspirational journey up until the gate guards feared the blind mans stick and threw him into jail. Thankfully he was able to clear things up and joined us for the morning rituals.
Entry 12: I received word from Waterdeep that church authorities requests my presence. I bought a passage by ship that would leave the following day. My companions and I decided to spend some time at local taverns. After much festivities my convert and friend spent the evening right outside the Eastgate preaching the good word of Lathander calling the city to renewal and to the light. The next day I departed to Waterdeep and hope to return back to the Baldur's Gate the following tenday or so.
Entry 2: It has been a sad day. I arrived at Baldur's Gate with only a fraction of my life. My brothers and I were over run by a well organized group of bandits.I alone am left and my captain is no longer here to instruct me. As of such I would hate to return back to Waterdeep without at least making some effort to carry out
the mission we were tasked with.
Entry 3: My arrival in Baldur's Gate was late but I was met by a rather admirable person of hospitality who invtited me to dine at her residence. After the meal I went to retire at the Elfsong Tavern but not with first hearing rumors of sedition, cival war, and some apperent corruption of the Dukes.
Entry 4: Rising early the next day I greated the lord and begin a campaign of inspiring preaching in the city. Unfortunately, I was often met with mockery and found the light of the morning lord lacking in the city. In fact, there was a certain group of family members known as the Darius who insulted me greatly, almost to the point where I felt like drawing my blade.
Entry 5: I eventually made my way to Beregost where I sought instruction in aiding the area. I exchanged brief correspondence with the retired Knight Commander and one of the Dawnbringers. While in Beregost I was able to meet some of the local residence. In paticular, one named Terri and the other who was called Vendor. They were soon to wed and shared some injustices that have been going on in the region.
Entry 6: as I continued my campaign of preaching in the area I continued to hear from the common people how they feel unsafe. As I heard these thing I felt a righteous indignation and began to denounce the Dukes and other evil groups in the land, such as the Zhents and the vile Thayans.
Entry 7: I was fortunate today to find an old friend of mine a ranger named Roywyn. She being ignorant of the going ons soon discovered the evils of the area as we were assaulted by a Thayan in the wilderness. He demanded that I retract my words against his people and I could not. He defeated me in combat and seemed very honorable as I gave up the field to him.
Entry 8: as I continued my preaching I was met by a wise man who was a humble miner. His name was Justin and it seemed that he was full of the morning lords wisdom. He told me that it might be wise to work against the evil outside of vocal opposition. He admired my zeal and he said that my death would soon come if I did my stop my protest and encouraged me to stay alive.
He said people needed my zeal but that I need to use such zeal in a wise way. It must have been fate for soon after the Dreadlord of Darkhold challenged my preaching by a flurry of insults. I humbly minded Justin words but I did give the Dreadlord a chance to repent and to accept Lathander as his lord and savior.
Entry 9: I was able to meet a new convert. a rather odd
Gnome female named Hazel. It seems she accepted the morning lord with all of her heart. She even rivals me in her zeal and has become a great preacher.
Entry 10: I thought it would be wise to affiliate myself with one of noted guilds of the region until I reciece word from the temple authority of Beregost. They call themselves the Phoniex company and they seem to have righteous intentions.The administrator is also very alluring and adorned with the aroma of goddess. She is a great distraction indeed but I will not wavior in my marriage to the Chrurch and will keep my convictions.
Entry 11. My companions and I hosted a pilgrimage from Beregost to Baldur's Gate. We were joined by a wonderful person named Eva and a man who was blind. It was an inspirational journey up until the gate guards feared the blind mans stick and threw him into jail. Thankfully he was able to clear things up and joined us for the morning rituals.
Entry 12: I received word from Waterdeep that church authorities requests my presence. I bought a passage by ship that would leave the following day. My companions and I decided to spend some time at local taverns. After much festivities my convert and friend spent the evening right outside the Eastgate preaching the good word of Lathander calling the city to renewal and to the light. The next day I departed to Waterdeep and hope to return back to the Baldur's Gate the following tenday or so.