25–26 Pharast, 4725 AR

Eli stumbled and warped. I am not going to pretend I have a satisfying explanation for this. It happened and then it stopped happening and then we moved on, which is the Dungeoneers’ default approach to things they do not fully understand.

Grizzle went to Kaemol Dol’s office to collect what he considered an owed insurance payment, his reasoning being that he had burned down one of her branch offices and felt this entitled him to something. The receptionist did not engage with this logic. She also did not respond afterward. He presented his case with characteristic calm. Dol’s Imports did not care.

Azazle spotted Paul Festa Leeroy in Ironmane’s Square. Paul is a bumbling human merchant the party has known since they found his cart crashed off a bridge in Zamoria and grabbed his magenta scarf. He is the kind of man who radiates harmless confusion as a baseline state. Everyone else who looked at him that day saw exactly that. Azazle saw something else. He did not say what. I wrote down that he saw something.

The party sent Ben a demanding letter. Ben replied: Ivasaar Ulawenys was looking into the Ethereal Contrivance, and the party should go see what he was actually after. We departed on the Turquoise Halfling.

The trip was not quiet. A storm lord and some living smoke came through the elemental rift and put Klause overboard. He fell. He was impaled on a tree. Eli stitched him closed. He survived. We were still on the airship when Chiezzem, the Bringer of Death, descended toward the Contrivance, changed into a human form, walked inside, and disappeared.