State of the Syndicate — 5 Eleint, 1502 DR
Misplaced Diary Inserts - Authored by Luzi ó Maoldhomhnaigh
Likely found by informants of The Syndicate or kept in an administrative desk somewhere or The Lost & Found.
[Dated equivalence - Sept 14]
Dear diary,
Being in the Prime Material Plane for over a month now was a challenging feat, navigating the Underforest of Nacthur and the forests of this realm are apples to oranges, the sun is actually visible to my two darkly inclined eyes, and they have never been so positively swollen with energy. The weave here certainly feels different, The Wisen Crone have taught me many things but how this Mystra affected the magical currents of Toril and the realms outside Feywild remains a topic of naivety for myself and other young Fey.
Nevertheless, I miss my family, I miss my relatives in Clan Maoldhomhnaigh, I especially miss my brother, I do hope he is doing grand, I am sure he and the others will survive the cruelties of the Fomorians for we are but hardy folk after-all.
I learnt recently of a society of adventurers and mercenaries, they are called The Glassfang Syndicate, they appear to be working on some sort of teleportation network, I have faith that if they could forge such technological marvels, they can surely help me find my way back home! I talked to a strange woman named Onics, she did not look like she ate enough, she says she eats well, I do not believe her though! I then met a handsome fellow named Sylk and his companion who was a Kobold, I know nothing much about Drow and Kobolds but I have staunchly recalled Drow consorting with my slave master when I was held captive, they were not particularly happy with each other, but it does seem as if The Wisen Crone was right, the ancient Pact of Eschatos seems to be honoured.
Mayhap, I could earn the trust of the Drow to do their very best to push back against this ancient accord. Such beautiful people should never find themselves working with something so twisted, hateful, ugly and cursed like the cruel Fomorians.
As for the Kobold, he apparently lives a really long life? Strange, it could be because of his intense draconic blood! Volothamp's Guide did say that Kobolds are want to serve their dragon masters, maybe even supplicate before them, he also did say they were astute labourers, witty mercenaries and even fine companions to the humans of Waterdeep. What a handy little book to read to help me know the folk of the Material Plane!
On the other hand, I tried to check in at the front desk yesterday, but no one was there so, I simply signed myself into the organization. I did return to the front desk on the way out to see that the contract I fashioned for myself based on juxtaposed organizational trends appears to have been removed or taken in for safe-keeping?
I also slept on a few beds, it is odd that there were no keys found nor was I assigned a room but I suppose everyone here shares these beds like a big old game of sleepy musical chairs...musical beds? I do hope the ink I spilled all over the receptionist's desk got cleaned up, it seems to have gotten into the wood staining layer...oh bollocks! Well, the stains I cause as a result of working with parchment, pen and mind seem to always take the shape of a Forget-Me-Not, I do not know why...my favourite flowers are Jasmines after all, maybe it would add some character to the furniture- so it has!
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[Dated equivalence - Sept 15]
Dear diary,
If anyone would have a gold coin every time Tova almost flattened a new member of The Syndicate let alone a new member of The Syndicate who is also part of Feykind, they would have two gold pieces. Still, it is strange that it has happened twice now.
Needless to say, I feel really bad about it, Volothamp's Guide did not mentioned how to deal with troubled mystics, I should have asked for her permission before I chose to bestow one of my silly little gifts, I still need to learn that the humanity of this world have some very strong and perhaps....too strong, boundaries. I did write an apology letter, I hope it makes up for it, but I do think that overtime, if I keep at it, my weird antics will stop being weird and then I can get along with everyone!
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[Dated equivalence - Sept 16]
Dear diary,
I am writing to express that I have made several good connections, I actually finally found a potential group of players for Tressyms & Terrors, people seemed intrigued enough and I can run small one-shots here and there down at Faerdress. A kind halfling artificer made me a Storyteller Screen, it has the wonderful magical features of "Magnets." Why do they work? Magnets must be magical, they were quite rare in the Feywild, the elves in Evermeet did not have much of this resource, but yet it is so plentiful here in the Prime Material Plane it seems. I am really liking this place! Oh...the teleportation network has been rumoured to have slowly made headway, apparently they are close to establishing a travel connections with Neverwinter, I should doss around in that city sometime but I feel a bit mullered after all that exhausting alchemy. Needless to say, I feel like everyday I am with these people, I get closer to finding a way to return to my home plane, that is deadly like!
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