Regarding the Eastern Scouting

Summer is a 'cartographer' that must mean someone who can't tell time and cant reckon how many malms to an ilm. Past Shaman's fall, 'stealthily' into the East. . . . and there was nothing. We had bad information. Summer got injured towards late afternoon. She needed a sit down, and we realized where the sun was and where we were. Muddled our options, couldn't find any tracks, but we lucked out. An hour's Jaunt led us to a cave, we sheltered in it. I set up a basic trap and we hoped for the best. We burned candles and oil to mark the hours. Expensive, but worth it. I suppose a proper waterclock is well out of our reach, but this still feels wasteful.

In the morning, Summer demanded that I give her some of my kippers. She then demanded that I clean her because she doesn't like being dirty. I gave her one tin of my kippers and sorted things out. She insists we link arms when we leave the cave. She's kind of nice sometimes. We went on, finished our reconnaissance. There really a so-called god, a demi-god perhaps. I don't know enough about the planes.

Yet. Autumn managed to do the headcount, between 60-70 of the Frogs apparrently. Looks about right. I don't plan to give them a census. We returned via the southern cliffs and Autumn's eye was caught by the ship, laden at the bottom of the bottom of the cliff path. She insisted we descend, and. . . descend we did. We were beset upon by crows and we quickly re-considered our descent about 100 feet down. A Crowne-like pale skinned woman shrieking at us, I cast a magical barrier to protect May, and we hurriedly ascended, May being attacked and bloodied by the crows after the barrier ceased its use. We dispatched the crows, and the crowne shot out what could only be described as a Bolt of Lightning at us. It fizzled in the air and stopped about 100 feet short of me. I fired a single arrow, straight into her outstretched hand - and we retreated. Summer probably needs some help. . . . . . I wonder what everyone will do when they know where the so-called evil frogs worship their demi-god. . ..