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'''-Blackstaff Historian of Wintermoor'''
 
'''-Blackstaff Historian of Wintermoor'''
 
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A Battle of Shadows

'ell yet again all, 'ere be some information on the battle against the shadow creatures.

Molly, Galdir, many members of UN, and I where waiting by the shrine of Valor . Molly was wondering if lady Laine would show up though I doubted she would. I told Molly of my theory and she asked us to board the boat. We sailed to a nearby island, and sent those with horses to do some scouting south of the landing area. A few minutes later one of the scouts ran back to the landing site tired and injured. He yelled, "Death elemental!"

We all looked to the south and saw a shadowy black elemental heading our way. There were screams of terror as the adventures grabbed their bows, swords, and spell books to prepare for battle. The shadow came up behind the injured scout and crushed the last life out of the poor man. I heard the twang of bows, the canting of mages, and the battle cry of advancing swordsmen.

Most of the mages where to busy healing the the nasty burns and gashes created by the elemental magic and it's deadly touch. Eventually; after a long drawn out battle, the creature was slain slain.

I contacted Xanthar through telepathy to get some reinforcements. A moongate opened and Xanthar jumped through with bow in hand. I turned around to a scary sight, a shadow wrym surrounded by the corpses of melee fighters.

I had all but lost hope when another portal opened. A man on a horse followed by a white wrym stept trough. The tamer pointed his finger at the shadow wrym and said "kill". There was a large roar as the white and the shadow engaged in combat. Thankfully the shadow wrym was not as strong as the tales said and it was quickly slain by the white wyrm.

As we healed the wounded I heard a scream and turned to see Lilyith Nior knocked off her horse by a shadow ogre and crushed under its feet. Then I spied Xerot the Black walking among the carnage with a lantern. Instead of the bright one is accustomed to, Xerot's latern eminated a darkness which sent fear through us all. I instantly assumed that this artifact of evil must have been the source of the shadow creatures. I pointed my finger at him and muttered Corp Por. The bolt of energy flew from my fingers and directly towards Xerot. Just as it was about to strike the man disappeared and my energy bolt hit an elemental behind him. I advanced to the south with Xanthar and saw boats on the shore.

Men and women dressed in necromantic garbs fought the shadow monsters. A man dressed in black rode up next to me. I looked up at him and said "Smogg Azlian! Fancy meeting you here". He responded, "Don't worry Blackstafff we have a common emeny old man". Then he rode off looking for Xerot. Anther opened a gate and members of OSD came flooding through. Even Benin the Barkeep came ready to fight. I countiued to look for Xerot I saw large groups of shadow creatures and adventures battling to the death. I had no luck finding him. Soon the monsters stopped spawning and the fighting settled down. The tired and injured warriors and mages healed and then gated out to retire for the night.

It seems that until we get the shadow lantern and slay Xerot this battle will never be over. I sit in the Wintermoor Medical Archives wondering when this war will continue. I can only hope this stops soon.

-Blackstaff Historian of Wintermoor