The Report on the West:
Rikard Villeson, Njall Redaxe, Valo Halvarson
As Related by Rikard Villeson
"Brothers! Sisters! Kinsmen of all shapes and sizes! This place is a deathtrap full of all manner of horrors and wonders, I cannot
wait to set our mark on it."
"All things aside, our trip to the West was well timed. Valo Halvarson took charge of the navigation of our boat, and we were able to make good progress mapping out the shore, we identified a fruit tree with some interesting yellow morsels on the way, but didn't take the time to get any samples, still, should be worth a look down the line. We were able to spy a river, where our trip came to a brief end, because we found a pair of the locals! What looked like an elder and a boy, no features I recognize, so we're definitely
well off the beaten path at this point, but the point is that there's people here, which means there's opportunity for us in the long run and this
is a place where people are able to live, all the dangers and calamities aside--I heard you guys were attacked by a
tree of all things? And someone got drained of all their blood and someone else eaten by some giant eagle? Yeesh, plenty to do here.
All that aside, while we didn't have a shared tongue, food is a universal language, and when someone looks as hungry as this fellow did, even biscuits and dried meat can look appealing. Might have been able to hash some basics on communication out, but we had a spot of interruption by way of..."
He pauses for a moment to withdraw the carcass of a strange creature from the back of the boat, its neck clearly broken and its chest surprisingly wobbly looking, presumably from getting hit really damn hard there."
"Two of these little bastards, one tried to ambush me, but my good brother Njall's keen eye spotted it in time and he stood against it. The two of us together were able to bring the beastie down in short order, Njall through an incredible application of Kunna and
strength like the bloody red arm of Thor!--they're sneaky and quick but not very well suited for a stand-up fight--Hollow bones as best as I could tell while I wrung its neck, it snapped pretty good. There was another that jumped the elder man and savaged him, but brother Valo moved like
the first light of day off the sea, put his foot on the thing and
booted the damn thing into the bush! Hopefully eaten by some other beastie.
The elder was out and hurting, but we decided to bring him and his boy to camp with us. Way I see it, we've got a chance at a local guide who might know the hazards if he can be saved--Njall did his best staunching the wound but we're no healers--and worst case scenario, the boy probably at least knows the local tongue, which'll save us some headaches while we poke around no doubt.
All in all, I think I'd call this a pretty damn solid little trip. So how'd everyone else do?