20th of Donard, Solesh 608 AR
To help me with my…condition, my priest has directed me to an expert on dragons and dragonblight at Ceryl University. When informed of my problem, the scholar became very excited, and was eager to help, though for reasons of academic curiosity rather than humanitarian motive. Still, I’ll take what I can get. To conduct his work, he needs samples from creatures blighted by Toruk and Everblight, and we agreed to collect such monsters for him. He also required a sample of blood from me, which I readily gave him.
In our conversation with him, the topic of Morrowan religion came up, whereupon the scholar expressed a negative opinion of the Church’s policy of withholding the Enkheiridion from common worshipers, and he gave me a copy of the sacred text translated into Cygnaran when I expressed my curiosity of its holy contents. I promptly took to reading and copying it.
Though I was quite reluctant to, I contacted Anaxi to seek her aid in acquiring these beasts, and she agreed, for a price. She wished to have our aid in raiding a Sul-Menite port, and we saw no problem with this. The Sul-Menites are after all, enemies of Cygnar.
Traveling on her ship, we had some initial difficulties with her crew, particularly in that a number of them were stealing from Brogg’s meat palette, a measure he had taken to avoid eating people, and Krin was extremely distraught to be in such close proximity to the satyxis. After talking with Anaxi, she got the crew to cease stealing from Brogg, at the cost of her educating me on satyxis culture. She seems to want to “take me under her wing” as it were, for it seems I have some resemblance to her dead daughter.
Our itinerary was first to go to the Protectorate of Menoth, then Cryx, then Khador, and then finally return to Ceryl. Following our plan, we headed to the Protectorate.
Anaxi’s stratagem was for her ship to wreak general havoc on the port with indiscriminate cannonfire, while two strike teams, our adventuring company and her crew’s best, would raid valuable targets. We were to destroy a steamjack factory, and were deposited on a pier connecting to it. We were assaulted by a mob of Menite fanatics, a high priest, and warjacks armed with mortars, but they were no match for our crack team, though much of the pier was reduced to rubble. A Menite soldier fell in the water, and I retrieved him, disarmed him, and let him flee back into the port rather than let him drown.
Though we had cleared the defenders outside the factory, we believed that there were more inside, so we sent Krin to scout it out. He crawled up the factory’s wall and slipped in through a high window, discovered there were indeed more soldiers inside, setting an ambush for us. He spied a target of opportunity, a massive pile of explosives, tossed a grenade into it and leapt out of the factory. The resulting explosive leveled the building, and we hastily returned to Anaxi’s vessel.
After dealing with our business in the Protectorate of Menoth, we set course for Cryx. The journey would take a week to complete, and along the way, Anaxi invited to witness satyxis rituals. While I rather would not, I accepted her offer for the sake of maintaining my cover once we get to Cryx, for the more I know about satyxis the better I will be able to blend in. Brogg and Krin are from Cryx, so they should not have any trouble. Syra on the hand, was a different matter. For her, I created a detailed satyxis disguise, and was satisfied with its quality when neither Brogg nor Anaxi could recognize her.
Anaxi also gave me a book she’d recovered from the port’s Menite temple, filled with information on troop movements, Cygnaran nobles that the Protectorate had blackmail for, and other valuable information, in exchange for a promise to serve some time on her ship in the future. While I was reluctant to accept the deal, if our endeavor to cure the blight failed it could buy my acceptance by Cygnaran authority.
The ship moored in Blackwater, and our company, accompanied by a tracker from Anaxi’s crew, Stiggan, headed inland to a location that we had heard were an abundance of blighted creatures, though it was dangerously close to a lich lord’s estate. After a day of us following the trail of a monster, we were ambushed by an assortment of various blighted animals in the night, bears, birds, and more, strangely organized. Stiggan was injured, but we collected a good number of specimens.
We gave chase to a fleeing scaled monstrosity we saw in the distance, and as we got close is became clear it was one of Everblight’s creations, an odd turn of good fortune. It put up a fight as well, but we killed it and gathered its remains too. Back in the city we learned the lich lord whose lands we were near had taken a special interest in Everblight’s creations, and had been collecting them from the mainland. So, it is likely that the thing we encountered had broken out of his estate or was otherwise related.
With all of our needed samples gathered, we set course return to Ceryl. After another week of travel, presented our finds to the academic. He was ecstatic with what we had found, and began to work immediately. Also, I returned his copy of the Enkheiridion.
However, I had little hope he would actually cure the blight at this point, for he told me that the likely was not high and magical divination, one of the rituals I had taken part in, pointed to only partial success. So while the scholar worked I went to visit my sister to inform her of what I have become. She took well and has not rejected me, so that is fortunate. We agreed not to tell mother or father though.
As predicated, the scholar’s final product was not a cure for dragonblight. However, it was still useful, for he had created an elixir that could make me appear human again. That is workable.
Falling onto my back-up plan, I took the stolen Sul-Menite tome to the Cygnaran Reconnaissance Service, and offered it to them in exchange for the privilege of not being shot inside Cygnaran borders, which is the standard policy for dealing with Satyxis. I told them my entire insane story, and they did a lot of digging to confirm it, while holding me in their facility, and agreed to my terms, with some modification. They wish for me to work as one of their spies, for apparently a satyxis loyal to the crown is a unique and valuable asset. As they have no love for Kerghon and were plotting to bring him already, for they believe him to be working with Cygnar’s enemies, they were delighted to learn of my infiltration of his organization and my likeminded plans. So before I am to spy on Cryx, they wish for me to finish dealing with Kerghon.