As quickly as I brought life into Treialle, I actively engaged in extinguishing that life…
We were attacked by a group of half-ogres that were very interested in having me and my group as breeding partners. Upon defeating "Big Daddy" we discovered that there were others who were forced into breeding partners with these half-ogre creatures.
We located their cave and were able to rescue 4 women – one a Glacian! I saw that one of the women we rescued, Mod, was extremely pregnant with what I could only imagine was a half-ogre inside of her. Much to the dismay of this wicked woman, I was able to save both the child and her life – she had a beautiful girl. I named the child Shinuroz Flowrumm, dwarvish for Shining Flower as Apeles was just as instrumental in helping deliver the child. None of the women wanted anything to do with this child so my party and I took it upon ourselves to watch over her well-being until we could find a more suitable upbringing for Shinuroz Flowrumm.
How naive was I to think Zharina would allow this life to bloom! Shinuroz wandered away from the camp we had set up and luckily Cescill spotted her before she disappeared into the fog. I wish he could have done more but no one is to blame for what transpired next. Cescill tapped into his scale to be able to smell Shinuroz as we could see very little in the fog and we located her in the posession of what Apeles described as a hag. This wretched forsaken creature took Shinuroz as a future meal. We were no match for this hag – she said she lived at the top of The Lone Mountain and unleashed her fury on us as a warning. Apeles quickly knew that we were no match and told us to abandon Shinuroz. Angrily, I complied. The loss of innocent life is always challenging for a medic. I do not blame Apeles – he is far more experienced than I am and I greatly trust his guidance as he truly seemed distraught over the loss of Shinuroz as well. He even apologized to me face-to-face, something dwarves truly appreciate!
Something else to note…I discovered a belt containing ancient smithing tools. At first glance, you would think these were useless but twice now (while working on a cart and while trying to work on the cage in which the three women were trapped) as I was thinking of what tool to use next, it appeared right in my belt! I required a wood file while fixing a cart and at first I believed my belt would not carry such a tool but lo and behold – there it was. I need to further examine this belt upon my return to Fairhaven.
Shinuroz Flowrumm, I promise you I will return to the top of The Lone Mountain and rain down unleashed fury on that hag.