step away from The Temple

After months in The Shadow Temple Psycho`s patience had been growing thin. Been growing thin. By his own admission he had killed more of these worms than the Elder Monk had led him to believe even existed. Psycho had counted his days total at 21 Legendary Veserab. Psycho told the Head Monk that it was time he travelled outside of the temple. The Elder Monk again reminded Psycho that his journey from apprentice to guardian would would succeed only when he posses the 4 virtues. He prayed to the gods to give him insight into his attaining his other virtues.

As soon as he stepped from the temple, a flood of senses returned. He received a mental note from Crovax about  a storm brewing within the Moonshae Islands. 'A stone  wall has broken open along the Moonshae seaboard you should  investigate it.' 

Psycho was ready and happy to leave the temple. The Head  monk had proven too tight lipped. On top of the Monks  and the Order Psycho also had two books he needed to concern  himself with. The Tome of Endless Pages he had given Tsaroth and now a book of Shade Magic. 

Psycho Set off from the Shadow Temple and traveled to the Moonshae Islands. He had learned much as a monk and was looking forward to putting some of it to use. By the time he approached he saw the massive storm brewing.

The Storm came on quick and strong, the sea which was normally calm and beautiful was now a dark monstrous wall of freezing waves threatening to sink any boat that would dare travel upon its hungry waves. Finding the temple wall without knowing it was there would have been very difficult.

Current Character Description - Tsaroth Telshazz

A short, brown-haired beard covers this man's face. His face is often smiling over a bottle of wine with a hearty chuckle not far off. He wears a cloak of fine elven cloth, and a suit of well-forged platemail beneath. His hand is often wrapped around an oak staff, topped with a clear crystal. His hair is short to match his beard, and is neatly kept. His blue eyes glimmer with hope and joy, and his hands tell of many a dangerous adventure. He wears the emblem of a blue dragon  upon his chest, rumor has it that he is one of the richest of the realms.

the first step on a long path

Psycho had been in Athktla in the library speaking to Tsaroth about the book that Wrack had given him a few weeks before.  The book had been harder to coax into translation that Psycho had previously believed.  Even the robot which had translated so much before had no luck.  Psycho had another idea but it would require more than magic or wisdom.  It would require blood. 

Psycho of course had tried blood, the book never stained or absorbed anything but ink. The pages stayed fresh and perfect.  Psycho had even tried to rip out a page, but as he hypothesized the pages were not simply bound into the book. The book was an entity in and of itself.  The parts of the book such as pages, bindings, and the cover did not make the book, the book had made the pieces to facilitate its being.  The book was very much alive, and Psycho would no sooner harm the book than a fellow member of his brotherhood. 

While Psycho was pondering how to use the book, he got a very interesting tell from a wizard

'I know you have much knowledge of the Moonshae Isles.  I do, Perhaps we can be of some assistance to each other. I feel with some effort between us we can make  progress into freeing the old gods.'

Psycho had indeed spent much time in the islands, but when Corleone called Psycho he had no idea how far down the rabbit hole they could really go.  The weaver of Fate had plucked his cord and called him to further investigate the islands than he or any other had before.