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Zarantyr 6
"The dead-grey mist has killed a village." I chimed in, "Obviously, this matter is both urgent and not germane to the line in which we stand, that for the //slayer of Cyre's children//. The seneschal took heed of my words, and I backed them up with my name. We were invited inside on short order to hear the details, thanks to my quick thinking and noble air.

//(as it turned out, the dead-grey mist had killed something like a thorp, or really, a homestead of two, and nearly three, families. The families had 'adopted' a warforged, who worked hard for them. What he recieved in exchange is a mystery to me. In any case, both myself and Faye suspected that the mist did not arrive of its own voition, and that there was every possibility that illusion magics, or something with the// appearance //of the mist killed the homesteaders.//

We agreed to investigate, in exchancge for a small stipend and 'appropriate renumeration depending upon the information acquired.' The prince's reward was quite...modest, but given his desire for discretion in the matter, it seemed only appropriate that we could request further funds in exchange for silence.

We set out and made a modest ten miles before nightfall. The porter and donkey, along with one of my men-at-arms, Corwin, were bitten by the cold. I let faye stay in the tent, as she was apparently woefully unprepared.

Zarantyr 7
A hard slog of more than 20 miles, along a rutted cart path, as the light snow continued to fall. Plow, as the Warforged called himself, tried to explain what made him decide to become a farmer, or more properly, a farm implement. I was unsatified taht he truly was enriching his nature as an individual, but, to each their own. The donkey that I'd purchased to transport the luggage had a rough time as the temperatures dipped low.

Zarantyr 8
We were close to the outer acres of the homestead and so were able to begin a thorough investigation of the premises. It would appear that the Warforged and the others were wilfully excavating from an acient ruin that goes back to Old Galifar, the War of the Mark, or into the days of Darguun if I'm not mistaken. It may be that they were digging into something that someone would rather they not discover.

We later ascertained that it might be that several 'marbles' that constituted a field of Siberys or Eberron dragonshards were in the posession of the homesteaders, and that they were assassinated to obtain these...

Corwin Benbow, one of my Men-at-Arms, investigated the bodies and found nothing of particular import.

In any case, the perpetrators left several eberron shards with residual magics of conjuration and illusion that we suspected were the delivery method to the attack which was being increasingly referred to as 'tactical dead-greymist,' though I have serious misgivings in referring to it as such, and suspect that the fear of such a weapon would be so powerful that an actor would seek to leave the impression they were capable of using such power, and would use disinformation to convince parties such as ourselves that such was the case.