A few pages of an old journal lay strewn across the forest floor, edges frayed and ink faded by time. How odd! The handwriting is steady but whimsical, marked by the occasional doodle of leaves or strange symbols. Each entry feels like a whisper from the past, secrets shared with the trees and soil before being carried off by the wind. Perhaps it’s the voice of an ancient soul, still bound to the woods, or simply a tale left for those who stumble upon the Nightleaf Coven’s path…
📜 Xaya’s Journal – Entry I
🗓️ Oct 26th – Tupper the Druid
In the winding groves of Gravas lives a druid by the name of Tupper… He’s asked for 25 Tattered Sigils in exchange for some rather curious magical artifacts. Quiet sort, that one—but he’s steeped in old magic. I’d wager this alliance might grow into something more rooted.
Friends of his: Isa, Grooor.
🗓️ Nov 1st – Hail Shana!
Ah, what a find! On a meandering path through Merrie, I stumbled upon a young woman with an arcane spark—a kindred spirit, if ever there was one. Shana has agreed to journey north and join our coven in Tursan. But she’s young, and her gift’s bound to catch the wrong sort of attention… I’ll be keeping a watchful eye on her.
🗓️ Nov 1st – The Monastic Order
I’ve been peering into the magic mirror (Discord) to learn what I can of Danu, Darthvord, and all the rest of their Order. It’s easy to lose oneself in their endless discussions. Too much talk, not nearly enough action. But I’ll keep watching, just in case.
🗓️ Nov 5th – Kind Souls
Some presences warm the air around them… Among them: Ambrose, Ona, Kevadonis, Lalithria, Sims, Aeveryn, Tupper, Addie, Isicalda, Brigid, Fiona... Noted to keep them safe—it never hurts to know where the good-hearted folks linger. In these times, they’re rare treasures, indeed.
📜 Xaya’s Journal – Entry II
🗓️ Nov 6th – Hail Lalithria!
An organized mind, pure intentions, and considerable magic—Lalithria is an Open Book if ever there was one. We’ll see if Wytcher Uja’Lay or Wytch Fyniette might guide her studies, as I’ve got my hands full with Sister Shana. grins Lalithria might just be an asset in the North… Time will tell.
🗓️ Nov 7th – So much Datura!
Well done, Shana! Our recent haul of Datura will certainly keep Tupper the Druid pleased. Perhaps it’ll keep us out of trouble for a while… or at least distract us a bit.
🗓️ Nov 8th – Arrangement with Storm’s Refuge
A deal has been struck! We’ll trade 50 Wrought Iron Bars, 75 Wolf Carcasses, and 25 Gold/Silver Ingots for 200 Grape Schnapps and an embassy in Storm’s Refuge. This might open some doors for us… or close others. We’ll see which.
🗓️ Nov 9th – Elysium upon Tolosa
In the lake-lit town of Tolosa, where Elysium and Dragon’s Den reflect over the waters, I’m to seek Brigid, Sunshine, Caswellan, and Marfu.
What to take: Leather, Gemstones, Brewing Supplies.
There’s promise here, no doubt… Something stirs beneath those waters.
📜 Xaya’s Journal – Entry III
🗓️ Nov 14th – A Stairwell…
Or perhaps the beginning of one—Priory seems to be building a way up to their so-called “Redeemer.” Close to the Mooncrag it rises. I’ll have to keep watch. Curiosity and proximity are dangerous companions.
Coven News
Small, yet crafty: the Nightleaf Coven stirs in the woods.
Alderman: Fyniette
Elders: Ujalay, Xaya
Villagers: Shana, Lalithria
There’s always something brewing—whether in potions or plans. The forest thrums with secrets, and we’re here to keep it humming.
🗓️ Oct 30th – The Brewery of Storm’s Refuge
Ambrose wandered to the Mooncrag, asking for help with a “cursed” water issue. Seems his brewery’s perched on a bewitched aqueduct! We’ll look into it… Can’t shake the feeling it’ll end like my potions: with a kick and an unexpected aftertaste.
📜 Xaya’s Journal – Entry IV
🗓️ Random Jotting – Shoddy’s Quest
Shoddy brought us 500 Grapes and mentioned he’d like some Schnapps later. First batch is already on its way as samples. Note to self—when someone’s that generous with grapes, they’ve got plans of their own…
🗓️ The Road North
The Nightleaf Coven sets out once more, the mists of the Red Woods behind us. With Fyniette, Ujalay, and the others by my side, the road stretches on but never feels too long. Magic stirs in the air…
Until next time, may the ancient trees keep watch over us all.