Over the course of the last few weeks, my
colleagues from the Healer's Guild and I have witnessed or gained word of many a
happening in and about the lands people call Aryslan.
The enigmatic Zephyr has been seen with less frequency, although two new faces,
linked by a battle not so easily forgotten, have taken sides in this ongoing
conflict with the forces of Mazrim. Returned from whatever hellish pit he was
cast into upon his defeat several months ago, the fiendish elementalist known as
Zyrn has been brought into Mazrim's service. Hardly a scrap of flesh remains on
this now undead user of arcane forces. His very bones show a darkened color of
rot and decay.
Although he serves a new master now in his undead state, Zyrn continues to
possess the same sway over the elements as he had when attacked Magincia before
the facet of Felucca lost the initial struggle. What is most concerning is the
evidence that his power is still increasing. On occasion, he has been known to
bring harsh arctic winds into Aryslan, shaping them into some of the more
powerful elemental forms.
All my peers and I have learned thus far is that he has been commissioned to
destroy Zephyr and perhaps all of Aryslan at any cost. Raids upon the area are
not uncommon. Obviously, a continuing campaign to wear away the strength and
vitality of the region's defenders is well underway. Although Zyrn may pose a
direct threat to these people, there are those who might help during one of
Aryslan's darkest hours. Grandmage Elindor, the man responsible for leading the
defense of Magincia against Zyrn months ago, has been found by the locals and
encouraged to side with them in their efforts. For some time Elindor had been
the wielder of an artifact known as the Staff of Tempests, a powerful work of
artifice capable of controlling the winds, summoning localized storms, and
raining lightning the likes of which few people have ever seen.
It is this very Staff which has become the focus of both Zephyr and Zyrn's
actions. For weeks, Elindor was sought out by both sides of the conflict, having
been believed to still be the wielder of the Staff. Zephyr seeks it to use it in
what he claims would be the destruction of Mazrim. The fiend Zyrn seeks it in
the hopes that it may be corrupted and used as a means of binding Zephyr to
Mazrim's will and command. A local healer has told me that Elindor no longer
possesses it, though Elindor would not comment, at least in public, on its
current whereabouts. I for one fear for Elindor's safety. His knowledge, and the
fact that Zyrn undoubtedly will wish revenge for the defeat in Magincia, will
make him quite the target.
Lastly I would write on two recent developments in the area, quite visible by
any who would visit. First, an iron fence has been erected in front of the Tower
of Souls, the stronghold for Mazrim. It would appear that Mazrim is sparing no
expense to fortify his holdings in the ongoing conflict. Second, and on an even
more dread note, are the signs of continued pestilence creeping into the life
around the area. A small circle of flowers, which once grew in healthy color
around a statue in the town center, have now become blackened and withered with
evidence of disease and plague. My colleagues and I will do what we can to make
sure this recent corruption poses no threat to the local populace.
Times look bleak, reader. We must hope that Elindor, Zephyr, and the
ever-vigilant local defenders of Aryslan, can restore peace to the land before
the blanket of evil that spreads from the Tower of Souls stretches even further