Journal of Rollo Lavius 3

Entry #534 - The Tombs of Harmony

(G534 09/09/2023 via Roll20 - JF(GM), KT) YI7 / HAR3

[While waiting for his next assignment in Sasserine, Corhim Sparkledingle has been having adventures in the world of Harmony. He got there by using a magic ring given to him by Orimander, a gnomish wizard. He has already recovered the Coral Gem and the Crimson Gem on behalf of his patron - Mr Honeycutt.]

DAY 587 (10th Marpenoth) (October) cont ...

Corhim was now back at his house. Polly Pendrake was there to provide him dinner. As he ate, he dug his books out of his bags and began to study.

He managed four hours before going to bed.

DAY 588 (11th Marpenoth) (October)

After breakfast he went back into his small library and studied a further four hours.

Mr Honeycutt came to the house at lunchtime in the company of a small red-skinned nert. He was introduced as Scamper the Ranger.

'I've not slept!' said Corhim. 'I've been researching spells all night! If its another adventure I'll need to rest first!'

'Oh well,' said Mr Honeycutt. 'I've only come to tell you about my own researches.'

He went on to say he'd finally ascertained where the "Peach Gem" was.
'It's hidden in a ruined mausoleum notorious for monster activity. It sounds dangerous, but I thought of you. After all you have managed to get two of them
so far!'

He gave Corhim some gold and a necklace of fireballs with one bead remaining. He also warned that Corhim might need a proper weapon and some sort of armour. Corhim didn't like the sound of that, he no more knew how to wield a sword or an axe than he knew how to sail a ship or darn his own socks. The fact was he was terrified of sharp objects and the sight of blood.
'We'll I'm sure you know best!' said Mr H as he left. 'Good luck young fellow!'

Scamper seemed a nice young nert. He said he was to be Corhim's guide to the location of the Peach Gem. It was at least four hours walk away so they decided to set off first thing in the morning.

Despite having a big day tomorrow Corhim studied until midnight.

DAY 589 (12th Marpenoth) (October)

I doubt Corhim was in any great rush in the morning, but it did appear he was fast becoming a hero to the nerts of Harmony, despite his, well, cowardliness is maybe a bit strong, but it cannot be denied that the young chap was hardly built for adventure and had a distinct aversion o violence of any kind - which is a shame considering how often he was called on to participate in it.

Still, they set off in the morning and Scamper had taken them to the ruined mausoleum by lunchtime. It was situated deep in the forest south of Harmony. It was a crumbling building being reclaimed by the forest. Stone walls poked through the vegetation and the courtyard's flagstones were covered with leaves and broken by tree roots. Oddly, the birds don't sing here which made the area unnaturally quiet.

There was a stone staircase descending down into darkness. Thin root tendrils hung from the ceiling and the moss-covered walls glistened and dripped.

Scamper had not realised that Corhim expected him to go into the mausoleum with him.
'I thought I was just the guide Mr Sparkledingle!' he cried.
'Oh no, not at all my lad!' said Corhim. 'In fact I'm going to have to get you to go first.'

The mausoleum was not overly large. The walls were covered with trails of slime, some of which dripped on the floor and forms slick pools.

Four alcoves, each with a rotted wood door, lined the corridor.