Nymm 24, 1423
I suppose I should consider paying closer attention to details, as I assumed that the inn was a safe haven for travelers. As the night wore on, in addition to some strange occurrences concerning Id and his apparent mental disorder, horrific events began to occur. Loud noises from Mister Hartford’s room woke the majority of us from our sleep for a second time that night. Faylor and I were the first to investigate and discovered Mister Hartford gone from his bed—along with his sheets. I noticed some devious creatures hauling the man’s body, wrapped inside the sheets from his bed, down the well out front.
After we managed to round everyone up, including Zack, we made our way down to the bottom of the well just in time to behold a sickening sight: Mister Hartford as well as several other bodies were piled in the middle of a large room, all half-eaten. Almost everyone lost their composure, with Zack and Id running in terror. After a short exchange of blows, the remaining members of our party emerged victorious over the mysterious little creatures.
We returned to the inn as quickly as possible, but found it deserted. After an extensive search of the establishment, Ambrose proposed that we burned the place down, which I agreed was a sound idea. After a vote, we decided to do just that, in case more evils came to haunt the area.
Gathering our things once more, we set off to finish the last half of the trip, which remained uneventful. It provided me with plenty of time to create a few scrolls for later use. We arrived in Friedland and were granted entrance without trouble. After we all found a reasonably cheap inn and tavern to settle into, Mister Warwick immediately set out to find some information on Marius. This eventually led us to the local thieves’ guild, where Ambrose, dressed as a thief himself, along with Mister Warwick and Zack, were given audience with a man by the name of Jonas. In exchange for a favor to the guild, they were given information on the location of Marius’ house in the high-end area of town.
Without breaking stride, upon returning, Mister Warwick set out once more to woo a local priestess of Dana. He apparently was at least partially successful in his endeavor, as he and the priestess spent the majority of the evening roaming around the high-end area of town, conveniently within sight of Marius’ home. I must say, I question the man’s methods, but I cannot complain about his success.