From the Private Annals of the Church of Pelor.
Transcribed by Beltak, Scribe to His Radiant Servant, Tremak the Plush.
The 10th day of Alturiak in the Year of the Sudden Journey.

Over a tenday has passed since the strange skeletal abominations were seen outside the town and we have still not managed to track where they have come from, or where they have gone. The snows have finally ceased and most has melted away, but still we struggle to find any conclusive tracks or signs of their passage.

Gilmorril’s best guess is that they have come from some marshland at the far end of the lake. He says he finds the marshes an eerie place, swirling with mists and ready to drag the unwary traveller down into icy pools of water. A pallor hangs over the place, sounds become muffled, and directions hard to fathom.

For now, we will just have to remain vigilant, and we have extra guards on duty patrolling around the palisades, even at night, to keep watch for any strange activity.

It is but only a month now until The Guiding Fire is due to return to these shores, hopefully laden with goods and raw materials as well as extra guards and perhaps brave adventurers that will help us expand our lands. Tymander assures us that with adventurers will come a strike out into the lands beyond this gorge where wealth and perhaps even trade may be found.

Gilmorril and Rindall have headed out further east again to scout out more of the gorge beyond the wall. The woods continue to hug the north cliffs, and the marshland extends after the lake to the southern cliffs, so they are heading directly east this time.

With their reports and sketches I am starting to get a good feel for the land and am starting to construct a map. I am no cartographer, but I feel I will be able to provide something that will show any new adventurers the lay of the land.

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