Curse of Strahd

Garrin's Journal Entry #1
02 Jan 17

Journal Entry 1
Garrin son of D’kkin
Dawnbringer of the Morninglord, Lathander

What a glorious start to this latest adventure, all praise to the Morninglord. One of my new friends, Edderthan, had a meeting with an old acquaintance of his, one Shevin, who is a Sergeant Major in the Baldur’s Gate town watch. Shevin extended an offer to join the Baldur’s Gate Navy in an expedition to hunt pirates under the employ of Neverwinter. This struck me as odd, since I was unaware of any hostility between Neverwinter and Baldur’s Gate; but I was happy to join this expedition to see just what lies at the heart of the matter as well as stopping brutal pirates.

We made our way to the docks and met Sub-lieutenant Ned Bilfrim. He is a popinjay, a martinet and lacks proper respect for the gods. He pointed us to Captain Covul. Captain Covul is everything Sub-Lieutenant Bilfir is not. He is strong, well-proportioned, courteous, and a true leader of his men. He informed us we would be leaving the next day, so I made my way to the temple of Lathander to seek shelter for the night. I was put to work healing several wounded sailors. I was able to heal two of them completely of their injuries and aid the recovery of several others. Many of them were also ill and I was able to diagnose them with cholera, a disease I know to be caused by contaminated water. I made an intention to speak to Captain Covul the next day, but as I write this journal entry, I realize I have failed to do so. I must remedy that upon the morrow. With all the sick and injured, I was not given a place to sleep in the temple and so joined my comrades at the Spiked Wheel.

The Spiked Wheel is an unpleasant little inn with a less than genteel clientele. Sure enough, by the time we woke the next morning, Nicomedes, the foreign wizard had been robbed. He accosted his roommate and beat a confession from him and forced him to lead him to his gang who hid out at Evergreens, an herbalist shop. In the alley behind the shop, we were confronted by six thugs who threatened us with our lives. Nicomedes managed to put two of them to sleep immediately. I wounded the leader and was struck a resounding blow by a large tough with a two-handed sword. Fortunately, we were aided by an Elvish Paladin of Shevarash. He assisted in taking down the toughs and healed me so that I could regain consciousness and heal myself. No one else was injured. We went inside Evergreen to find Nicomedes stolen coins and found the owner of the shop and his daughter, who had been intimidated by the gang into silence while they used their shop as a front for their illicit activities. I instructed them to send for the town watch, which they did, and the watch was most pleased to find this gang of thugs tied up and ready to be carted off to the gaol.

We then made our way to the docks to join the crew of the Terito on its mission of justice against the pirates. There we were informed the ship would not be ready to set sail until the next morning, but were offered quarters for the night. These we accepted and the next morning, after a prayer for Lathander’s blessing of our voyage and our ship, we set sail.

Only a few days from Baldur’s Gate, I was taking air at the bow of the ship while my comrades were similarly on deck, when the water erupted around us and seven or so sahuagin leapt onto the deck of the ship. Their leader was directly in front of me on the bow of the ship and so I smote him with the pure radiance of Lathander’s guiding bolt. I was then surrounded by two or three more of the fiends, but struck the leader again with more of Lathander’s radiance. Then Captain Corvul came vaulting from the quarterdeck, raised the ship’s ballista and impaled the Sahuagin leader with a bolt the size of a spear from the ballista. I was then smote a blow that knocked me unconscious again, but was again saved by Dell, the paladin, who at great personal risk, came to my aid. I also understand that Sub-Lieutenant Bilfrim acquitted himself gallantly, leading the off-duty crew from below decks into the fray. The Sea-devils were killed or driven back into the sea with the loss of only a single crew member. I have healed and this morning, will seek to tend to the injuries of other crew members.

I can also feel that Lathanders is pleased with me and I have grown in his power. Praise be to the Morninglord.

Garrin's Jounal Entry #2
16 Jan 17

Garrin’s Journal
Entry #2

As promising as our enterprise started out, it quickly turned bitter. Shortly after our victory over the Sahuagin, we were delivered into the hands of Tempus, the god of storms. A huge gale blew upon us that sank the Terito and as far as we can tell took her entire crew. Only we four seem to have survived the disaster that struck the Terito and her crew.

Fortunately we had warning enough to gather our equipment and get on deck before the ship sank. We witnessed Captain Corvul strive valiantly to save his ship, but to no avail. The mast which he was climbing, broke off and threw him into the raging sea. We attempted to throw him a line, but the wind and the waves made our attempt fruitless. Shortly thereafter, a huge wave capsized the Terito and threw us into the sea. We were fortunate enough to find pieces of flotsam to keep us from drowning. Sub-Lieutenant Bilfrim and the rest of the crew were not so fortunate. We were forced to watch them drown with no means of saving them. At this time we also realized we had lost Dell. We shouted ourselves hoarse calling for him to no avail before we decided to make our way in the direction of the coast.

After hours kicking, we finally arrived at shore, cold, wet and fatigued. Interestingly enough, before our feet touched land, the water turned from salt to fresh. I assumed we had somehow swum into the mouth of a river. We found ourselves on the shore surrounded by forests and overshadowed by fog. We managed to start a fire, and dried our equipment and ourselves, and set up watch, and rested our battered and weary bodies. During the first watch, while I was on watch, we were approached by a man who inquired why we were here. He seemed puzzled when I mentioned a shipwreck and ocean. And he mentioned fishing this lake. One of us is very confused. I suspect it is him. He did suggest that we get away from the shore and pointed us in the direction of the nearest village, Barovia. During the third watch, Dell arrived on the beach with us. After finishing our rest, we made our way to the nearby clearing and found the road that the stranger had indicated would be there. As we prepared to get on the road, we saw two strangers approaching. We met them and found them to be fellow sojourners in this land. One, a strange human named Scratch and the other a half-orc named Grugal. Scratch wanted us to hurry along to a destination he knew about, but we refused to run after him. I believe he may have been eaten by the dire wolves that then attacked us. All members of the group acquitted themselves well in the fight and the wolves were defeated. The last one tried to run but was cut down as it tried to flee. With any luck we will arrive in Barovia before nightfall.

Garrin Bio

Garrin son of D’kin
Dawnbringer of Lathander

D’kin and J’ney were the proud parents of a healthy baby boy. They held the birth in the Spires of the Morning in Waterdeep and the next dawn, the dawn of the summer solstice, the child was dedicated to Lathander. To the surprise of his parents and the assembled clergy, the babe was limned by a rosy, red glow as the dedication ceremony came to a close.

Twelve years later, the boy was brought back to the Spires of the Morning where he was enrolled as an acolyte or Awakened, in the church of Lathander. There he learned the teachings of Lathander and excelled in all aspects of his training. He was especially enamored of tales of St Wilhelm, a bear of a man and priest of Lathander from ages long past. Garrin learned the stories by heart and will still use them to accentuate a point. Young Garrin is also unshakably optimistic, which befits a cleric of the Dawn.

Garrin measures himself against the teachings of Lathander:
Optimism: leaving the past behind to focus on the promise of a new start. “There is always a new dawn.”
Hatred of undead—They are a mockery of life and creation. Further, the intelligent undead have failed to leave their pasts behind and move on.
Good works: bringing light and life to the people who need it.

He dreams of finding the lost mace of St Wilhelm.

Unfortunately, and he does not even know, his glowing experiences as a youth and acolyte have left him far too trusting of a church hierarchy, who, however much they profess the ideals of Lathandar, are men and not gods and thus prone to the failings of men.

He has recently been given the robes of a Dawnbringer and has only recently left the Spires of the Morning to seek the way of Lathandar in the wider world.

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