RECORD OF EVENT - Month 12, Day 14, Year 167
Upon my departure from the Longhouse of Skaljard with the elven male Evanis, we were met with an exorcism in the unofficial square of the town. The local pastor Ap Owen, a devout of the Furies, was set upon a horridly damaged man. The man was beset with abhorrent injuries placed upon him by both nature and something nefarious. The man was absent of a few digits, and appeared stolen from an unknown place and dropped into the unforgiving cold unprepared. As the man lie dormant on the hardened though melting snow, given the vicinity of a nearby fire, the pastor stripped a ghastly being from the man. What arose from the man's back was a whirlwind of tentacles until a beast completely formed. The man had previously proclaimed the appearance of a "worm" per the words of the human Eranor, the individual who had found the man stumbling through the northern gates of Skaljard.
The creature that formed was an amalgamation of parts not recognizable, but flesh, nonetheless. It towered easily nine to ten feet and weighed at least five hundred pounds. With combined efforts it was thwarted by elf Evanis, human Aleia, dwarf Oakenfoot, human Eranor, and myself, Parvin Truescribe. It was thwarted without a word a few words spoken, "The light! The heat! End it all!"
Immediately as it fell it was burned with the aid of human conjurer Yari, possessor of a fire elemental. As the beast was incinerated, the man was awoken by the aid of the pastor. When the man awoke he appeared dazed and confused about where he had arisen. He identified himself as a lone trapper hunting on the west-end of Skal. With no luck on his hunt he found shelter in a nearby cave for some rest. Quickly he saw the outline of a dark beast that matched his eye-contact, and in his head he could hear it beg, "Let me in! Let me in! Let me in!"
The trapper awoke in Skaljard, and that was the last he could remember.
