To the one who finds this:\nI have been taken by the Varangians, those cretins who seek to unlock the mysteries of Myrddin's experiments. Given my treatment at their hands, they won't use them for anything good.\n\nI overheard the guards when they thought I was asleep, and they intend to move me north to someplace called Riverside Keep. The leader here, Anton, is leaving tomorrow to go south, along with the notes of my travels. Damn me for a fool, but if they follow the trail back, they may locate what I think is Myrddin's true workshop.\n\nYou must head south. There is a woman there, Caoimhe, an apprentice to an Antiquarian. She is an ally, and familiar with the magics of the island. If these bastards have passed anywhere near her, she will know about it and be able to guide you. You must recover my notebook and give it to her.

A scribbled note tucked in a wall around Myrddin's Camp

Help!

Bah, Vladislav thinks he will be able to cow me into joining his little band, searching for trinkets and magic words in the rocks! There is no honor, no glory, no victory in that. We, the Kinjalgard, will take his baubles and mount them on our walls as trophies.\n\nI will not strike down one of our own in cold blood. I have prepared a challenge in the ways both old and new. Vladislav will accept. To do less would require his own men to strike him down as a coward. Then the Kinjalgard will be the blade that splits the ribs of these soft islanders, to prepare for the coming of the Lord Commander, and the rivers of blood will dye his boots red as he touches the sands.\n\nFor the Kinjalgard! For the glory of Iznovgorod!

From a crumpled ball of rough paper outside Knight's Hideaway

A Parley, A Challenge

I've followed the clues, these scraps of knowledge and rumor and folklore, as far north as I dare go. Over the rocky spires ahead of me, I see the dusky smudge of Corruption that persists above the broken mountain.\nVine and stone and branch move here, some strange power binding their forms together - I've heard tell of them, but this is my first time seeing them for myself. Wonderous. A traveler stepped from the path and passed some invisible boundary to cause offense - these creatures appeared to tear that poor fool asunder. Deadly.\nI shall be careful where I place my feet.\nTo the east, a pristine lake shimmers as the sun rises, and the light warms my back as I enter the cave.\n\n---\n\nA rockslide. Of all things to be stopped by, a damnable rockslide should be the least of my worries. A small chamber, no more than a half dozen paces deep, illuminated by the light of glowing crystals. This must be the place... at least, behind these rocks. Unless I reveal the location to others, I fear I shall never see what secrets await. Myrddin's workshop has been sealed by the island itself.\n\nI did not come away emptyhanded. Buried in the dust at my feet, I found a... I'm not certain what it actually is. When I picked it up, it sparked and tingled with energy. It is small, possibly stone, fist-sized. Carved on every surface appear to be runes, words, symbols of some fashion. Some of the ancient tales of Myrddin mentioned magical stones, granted to individuals to allow safe passage into dangerous areas. I wonder if this may be one of those keystones?\n\nIt is time to return to safer pastures. I feel the eyes of the trees watching me far too closely here.

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