The third instalment in the Black Book of Terrifying Tales
As a bit of backstory to this segment, this is the diary of Yivon Montiair, a Altalar treasure hunter who journeyed to Regalia to seek his fortune in the old sewers.
Day 1:
The exploration team began the dig down with gas-masks and full body suits. Not only this, but sledgehammers as well to get smashing through the many different rocks, piping, and more which collapsed in after the place fell apart. It is strange that so much of the sewers gas buildup has now left its confines allowing us in, with all that is left is some black sludge. But, from the looks of it, there is nothing of any real notice or worry down here. We were going to get rich off of this when we get down there and thats what matters. The descent begins tomorrow at our earliest convenience, after some lovely Ithanian loaves... when something doesn't drip on them from the damn sewer walls.
Day 2
We went down into that hovel today. So strange to see this place again, coated in webs, vines and more of this black liquid that seems to coat the paths leading through the sewers. Some of my fellows also claimed to hear something down there, but I assured them it was just some rodents, bugs, or rubble toppling down. Either way we had a fortune to find. We continued down towards that old boat bar thing and found a good bit of booze and such around, though most of the bottles were filled with the same black ooze that is across the walls and floors. What is with that? Well, doesn't matter now, we're camping in the good old sewer tavern for tonight, hope I can sleep with that damn dripping sound constantly wracking my ears.
Day 3
Rjorkir and Groon were taken last night! Either that or they bailed, leaving black slime in their wake. Apparently Shannon spotted the creature who did it, but she is resting at the moment of writing this. She kept saying that is was some pure black monster which had many faces within its body. Whatever it is, I don't like the sounds of it, but either way the group knew it might be dangerous going down here for the damn treasure! If they didn't know the risks they shouldn't have come. We moved on either way, found some old gang base. Bones everywhere, all covered in the black sludge. Something is very wrong here, though I think that Shannon's little description might have been a little bit of an overreaction. On another note the damn dripping is continuing and it's bloody annoying.
Day 4
More of the group are gone, including Shannon. Now its just 6 plus me left. We managed to find old Captain Drummond's ''treasure chamber'', but whatever the main thing that was in it was seemingly broke free from it's vault, and it likely was the cause of whatever all this black-gooey mess is from looks of the walls and floor. Even the gold was coated in this stuff. Collected it up though. From what it looks like, the damn ''treasure room'' was more of a prison for something. What the void have we unleashed? I damn hope that Shannon was wrong about whatever she saw...WHY IS THAT DAMN DRIPPING STILL GOING ON?!
Day 5
We were stupid to sleep in the damn treasure vault. I got some of the treasure into chests and made it to the entrance today, but while we got it all up and went in for the last haul some massive, black goo-tentacle grabbed onto 3 of our guys and dragged them into the darkness. We ran into the chamber and grabbed the last of it, and then ran the rest of the way out. When I looked back at the entrance I was the last one left. Least i've got the treasure. But what the void killed the others? I have loaded all the treasure onto the boat, but first up I need a good bit of rest, so I am taking a sleep in the inn tonight. Sadly I think their toilet is leaking because it has been dripping all night. Whatever it is, the plumbing here must be terrible.
Day 6
It came for me. Came from the pipes. Ran for the boat and set sail. It followed me through the dark allies and hidden paths. It didn't manage to catch us but it was horrifying. It...it melted a guard before my eyes, but even when the guard no longer had flesh he screamed out as his bones joined the blob. I never want to come back to Regalia. I hope that monster burns alive there. I don't know how I am going to stay asleep now, though I am getting tired. It's lucky I can hear that dripping again in my room in the brig. Keeps me awake enough to hear if that monster is coming.
Day 7
It's early in the morning and the dripping has stopped, as has the boat. I heard screaming on the deck and now everything is silent. I don't know whats going on, but whatever it is its not good. I swear I can hear that monster, but we are out to sea, how would it have followed me out here? I am going up to check and see whats happening. Wish my luck.
The final page's corner was coated in an inky black ooze which had been absorbed into the page so it seemed. Did it come with the book as a side note to add to the story....or was it something more than that?
As a bit of backstory to this segment, this is the diary of Yivon Montiair, a Altalar treasure hunter who journeyed to Regalia to seek his fortune in the old sewers.
Day 1:
The exploration team began the dig down with gas-masks and full body suits. Not only this, but sledgehammers as well to get smashing through the many different rocks, piping, and more which collapsed in after the place fell apart. It is strange that so much of the sewers gas buildup has now left its confines allowing us in, with all that is left is some black sludge. But, from the looks of it, there is nothing of any real notice or worry down here. We were going to get rich off of this when we get down there and thats what matters. The descent begins tomorrow at our earliest convenience, after some lovely Ithanian loaves... when something doesn't drip on them from the damn sewer walls.
Day 2
We went down into that hovel today. So strange to see this place again, coated in webs, vines and more of this black liquid that seems to coat the paths leading through the sewers. Some of my fellows also claimed to hear something down there, but I assured them it was just some rodents, bugs, or rubble toppling down. Either way we had a fortune to find. We continued down towards that old boat bar thing and found a good bit of booze and such around, though most of the bottles were filled with the same black ooze that is across the walls and floors. What is with that? Well, doesn't matter now, we're camping in the good old sewer tavern for tonight, hope I can sleep with that damn dripping sound constantly wracking my ears.
Day 3
Rjorkir and Groon were taken last night! Either that or they bailed, leaving black slime in their wake. Apparently Shannon spotted the creature who did it, but she is resting at the moment of writing this. She kept saying that is was some pure black monster which had many faces within its body. Whatever it is, I don't like the sounds of it, but either way the group knew it might be dangerous going down here for the damn treasure! If they didn't know the risks they shouldn't have come. We moved on either way, found some old gang base. Bones everywhere, all covered in the black sludge. Something is very wrong here, though I think that Shannon's little description might have been a little bit of an overreaction. On another note the damn dripping is continuing and it's bloody annoying.
Day 4
More of the group are gone, including Shannon. Now its just 6 plus me left. We managed to find old Captain Drummond's ''treasure chamber'', but whatever the main thing that was in it was seemingly broke free from it's vault, and it likely was the cause of whatever all this black-gooey mess is from looks of the walls and floor. Even the gold was coated in this stuff. Collected it up though. From what it looks like, the damn ''treasure room'' was more of a prison for something. What the void have we unleashed? I damn hope that Shannon was wrong about whatever she saw...WHY IS THAT DAMN DRIPPING STILL GOING ON?!
Day 5
We were stupid to sleep in the damn treasure vault. I got some of the treasure into chests and made it to the entrance today, but while we got it all up and went in for the last haul some massive, black goo-tentacle grabbed onto 3 of our guys and dragged them into the darkness. We ran into the chamber and grabbed the last of it, and then ran the rest of the way out. When I looked back at the entrance I was the last one left. Least i've got the treasure. But what the void killed the others? I have loaded all the treasure onto the boat, but first up I need a good bit of rest, so I am taking a sleep in the inn tonight. Sadly I think their toilet is leaking because it has been dripping all night. Whatever it is, the plumbing here must be terrible.
Day 6
It came for me. Came from the pipes. Ran for the boat and set sail. It followed me through the dark allies and hidden paths. It didn't manage to catch us but it was horrifying. It...it melted a guard before my eyes, but even when the guard no longer had flesh he screamed out as his bones joined the blob. I never want to come back to Regalia. I hope that monster burns alive there. I don't know how I am going to stay asleep now, though I am getting tired. It's lucky I can hear that dripping again in my room in the brig. Keeps me awake enough to hear if that monster is coming.
Day 7
It's early in the morning and the dripping has stopped, as has the boat. I heard screaming on the deck and now everything is silent. I don't know whats going on, but whatever it is its not good. I swear I can hear that monster, but we are out to sea, how would it have followed me out here? I am going up to check and see whats happening. Wish my luck.
The final page's corner was coated in an inky black ooze which had been absorbed into the page so it seemed. Did it come with the book as a side note to add to the story....or was it something more than that?
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