Entry
9 (Pic 10): Father Martin was lead out of the cemetery by two Zombie
Gnomes and went home. Two hours later he found the chest on the deck
of the human home where he lived.
Entry
10: (Pics 11 and 12) After telling his friend about what had occured
earlier, tt took Father Martin and Maas several minutes and some
carefully chosen Troll Magic to open the box. The box was magically
protected on the outside and it seemed that what was on the inside
did not want to come out. When it did both Trolls were exhausted but
excited as they looked into the box. On top, in plain view, were
these two photos
Entry
11: (Pic 13) Below the first pictures were these..a Stone Troll and
five polished black stones with nothing on them. These items were
all in the wooden box.
Entry
12 (Pics 14 and 15) Father Martin and Maas carefully opened the box
and took out the top item, a stone troll. They looked at the box, it
still looked very full.
Entry
13 (Pics 16 and 17): Once the stone troll was out they found five
black stones which still filled the box. They took the stones out and
laid them all out and almost immediatly white markings appeared on
the stones.
Entry 14: ( Pic 18): Father Martin and Maas
could sense the troll magic in the stones. They tried to put the
stones back in the box but there was no way they could fit them in
"I think we have let the troll out of the
box." joked Maas.
Father Martin smiled. "The stones are
obviously "Life Stones" which were created by human magic
users to help their fellows.. They are good magic but i have never
seen them change sizes."
"Agreed." said Maas. "When I
saw the "Hope" stone I knew what they were but I have no
idea what this Stone Troll is other than it is loaded with magic that
is neither troll nor human and that worries me as the stone troll
itself is obviously troll made."
Father Martin bent over and picked up the stone
troll and at that moment he and several other Troll Monks once from a
Monastery in Spain vanished.
Entry 15: (Pic 15)Father Martin awoke into a
darkness so pitch black that even his finally honed troll vision
abilities. His nose told him he was not alone and he knew some of
those scents were familiar even masked as they were by the musty
smell of the chamber they were in. His ears heard so soft raspy
breathing and the occasional sounds made by at least 3 others
awakening nearby. The echos of the sounds told him the chamber was
not natural and was not likely Troll made which concerned him
slightly. There was also another smell he could not even remotely
identify and for an instant he thought he caught a glimpse of two red
points hanging in the dark not too far away. He stood still and
waited his eyes darting in every direction seeking any light change.
(Does anyone see the small red dots?)
I am
now waiting for the names and descriptions of the Monk trolls now
with Father Martin.. I NEED at least 3 to continue this
adventure..Those who are now there with Father Martin.. their Humans
will become part of the creative process in a way I will not tell you
about now... So in the comments below give the name of your monk and
a picture and a brief personality bio and we will go from there
.UNTIL then... you are all in the dark....or are you??
