Gloritmorli Coinfall - Graymoore Adventure Journal

## Entrance

It was a strange encounter seeing my old orphan mates again. They got me through my early days at the orphanage and are taking me away for some fresh air on vacation to to the city of glass.

## Session 1

We heard a scream as we approach the outskirts of Graymoore. We sprint in, I descended of course. I could believe my eyes, a man is gray and ashen laying the road. George Gilly, the blacksmith is dead. A townsmember told us of many livestock dying as well as some other town members. The livestock had bitemarks. Sir Thames was found buried in the garden. Quinton Nary was also found dead on the road, we know he got in a fight with someone over some god. Got in a fight with Grimmond. I am not trying to get murdered, I have too much debt to pay off the weight will drag me to Hell for sure.

This whole ordeal is overwhelming, I'm not trying to get killed. My fingers switch as I unzip my bag to line up some Dust to take the edge off. Calling out to Grango I found the group again. Tanamar and I head over to the tavern to inquire about lodging.

The barkeep, Ezra, told us the Blacksmith had a daughter named Erin, who lives a few hours outside town. Her mother passed away in childbirth. The barkeep seems a little stiff, but that might just be the Dust.

Grengo will save me from the terrors of this town. If there is anyone who can find this murderer, it's him. The work siren begins to blare. I staggered outside to head to the mine. Culias caught me and brought me back, he thinks the siren is in my head. Leading me back to the tavern he gifted me with another pouch of Dust.

I awoke to an empty room, the sun blasting through the window. Hacking my lungs out I opened my eyes. I have not awoken to rise for work immediately in years. I don't know what to do with myself. I bust out the Dust Culias gave me and did a quick line off the handle of my pick. This line hit much smoother than usual, Culias wasn't kidding this is good stuff. I lay back down to rest my eyes.

Not feeling the usual energy Dust typically brings but the long rest did me well, I set out to get my bearings of the town. If a murdurer is afoot I'd like to be familar with my surroundings. I met Henriet in the wizard hat shop, there feeling of a sponge from her random things bin is soothing. I like squeezing it in my hand though it costs 1 copper piece, too rich for my blood. Though she did allow me to borrow the book, "Eating edict".

Then I set off to find the Chapel. Where I met Father Daragor, an odd looking man with fake teeth who is head of the chapel. He told me their goddess is Saloom, godess of the moon and there is a feast taking place two nights from now. I noticed the priestess out Feeding stray cats with milk, seems like a waste but if they feel like they are providing for the community more power to them. I warned Father Daragor that I recieved a tip that the murdurer was among the chapel members, he seem skeptical and was not giving out donations. He did bless me before I left though.

I walked around the town to get my bearings before heading back to the tavern. Back at Tavern I talked to a guy about the safety of the town and learned there was a reward 100gp for killing the wolves that slayed Cathra's Cattle. That's more money than I've seen in my life time, I'll be damned if I let some wolves stop me or even this mysterious murderer.

I found Grango and Culias and convinced them to go to Cathra's with me to investigate the wolves. We headed to where the cows were killed by the wolves. Speaking with Cathra we learned that the attack was in the middle of the night and Cathra was asleep. Grango and Culias coached me through taking a partial lead in this excursion.

We are going to set a trap for the wolves at night with some fresh meat. Went to the butcher with Grango and bought a carcass which I'm carrying.

Sitting outside the tavern I did another line of the smooth dust off the top of my pick, then sat back down outside. The task of tracking down these wolves seems impossible. What are we doing? There's no way we do this. Ricky brought me some soup and a blanket to warm me while I sat outside guarding the carcass. It felt oddly okay to accept his help in this instance.

After laying our trap in Carthra's barn the night was dragging on, this seeming ever increasingly impossible. Just as I was thinking of calling it off, around midnight two creatures, which looked to me like ghouls, climbed out of the ground to get the meat. The fortunate turn of events shook the cobwebs from my mind and I jumped down from my hiding spot to slay the creature.

As the dust settled, it dawned on me. These aren't wolves, we ain't gonna get paid.

Tanamar talks like he's such a head expert but when it comes to it I gotta deal with keeping the head in my bag and sneaking it to our room. I wake up the next morning when Tanamar wakes me up.

Ezra told Tanamar and I that we should check out the town hall, they perhaps might reward us for dispatching the ghouls. The clerk at the town hall paid us 20GP for the ghouls. Tanamar gave me 5GP.

After finding Grimmond he sprinted away. He told us he lost the fight and revealed a nasty side bruise. God of evil and lycanthormes, Hammond is another god at play. We dug up a sword outside Sir Thames house.

We are suspcious Father Daragor may be a werewolf.

We killed Father Daragor in his sancutuary where he had convinced Erin, a hybrid werewolf that she killed those people.

## Epilogue

They welcomed Erin into their band of siblings as a fellow orphan and finished out their vacation. Glorit got 125GP which helped pay off signfigant amount of his debt and the fake Dust that Culias had been giving him though it depresses him has helped ween me off Dust usage.

Glorit did not completely lose his faith in the American dream, he hopes to get an education like Grango after he gets out of the mine. He started his quest a snail, now he is a rabbit, and one day Gloritmorli will be the Eagle he so long desires.