Yearly Legationary Report for the Outpost of Feywreath.
In the 46th year of the reign of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Inbew of the House of Huram,
Granite. Feywreath was founded. I Tesgenatha Izroshkofi, Legate of His Imperial Majesty, have been tasked with overseeing the settling of this new colony and give proper support and council to whoever the Faywreathians decide to rule over them as Lord. As of now, however, there is little talk of Lordship. The initial settlers are 7, including myself. Messrs. Ulek Lesec, Ujozom Wumolcescu and Cobsit Olourwawko, as well as Mmes. Last Uzustrubgano, Heg Ejatihurultisnastha and Matug Pocwut. The first order of business was to build a simple hall for shelter and to store food, as well as to start building barrels to properly store everything we need. We have brought with us two lions, two rhinoseros and two waterbuffalos, each a couple, as well as three sheep, three turkeys, three pigs and a cat. Feywreath Castle will be set on top of a steap cliff facing south to the valley below in the Depressed Lowland. Up North we have a small river. We are three days travel from the nearest settlement of our people, the Hamlet of Pertinenceplaited. Our closest human neighbours are under the jurisdiction of the vile and thieving Emperor Acsutdusha of the House of Hashestrok, over a day's travel from here. Closer still are many Goblin settlements that surround the countryside. For now we do not have any contact with them, but I am weary of not having any walls set up for our defense. I have talked to the settlers and they too seem worried at our current state. We plan on building walls as soon as possible around this high hill. I have taken upon myself the task of the village carpenter, making all the wooden furnature and utilities that Faywreath needs. Mrs. Last is digging a channel to the river and we intend to make an artificial well fed by said channel. I am building wooden mechanisms to control the floodgates that will keep the water under control.
Slate. Mmes. Heg and Matug were attacked by an alligator and were seriously wounded. Mrs. Heg would have probably been killed if one of our lions didn't rescue her and dispatched the monster. This land is full of ferocious creatures, we have even spotted giant ants wandering about. The faster that we create the wall and have a Lord to organize the defenses, the better.
Legate Tesgenatha was killed by an alligator in the end of the month of Slate. I, Ulek Lesec, take his charge as temporary Imperial Legate. When the Emissary arrive I will speak to him of who will substitute Mr. Tesgenatha. Most of our folk are wounded, for a great band of alligators poured through the lands attacking everyone in its wake. My main job has been to gather the wounded and tend to them, although my situation is precarious. The only ones that are in any shape to help me are Mr. Cobsit, who's responsibility is to forage for food, and Mrs. Last, who is still working on our well.
Hematite. As determined by the Imperial Emissary, I will resume now officially the functions of Legate Tesgenatha. I have given him the report made by myself and my predecessor. From Hematite onward I will continue writing the report to be given next year this month.
Malachite. Five migrants have arrived. The elderly Mr. Ismu Omaramsod and his son Horun Hurcata, together with Horun's wife Budungamarop Ethridomongub, as well as Mmes. Konom Mushcarospocpuki and Rolsu Eshrelist. This brings our population up to 11 souls. I have welcomed them to our outpost and have assigned them functions. We will need all the hands we can get. After a while I sat with them and asked them of their history. Mr. Ismu is a man of venerable age, having been born 86 winters ago. He is of a warrior disposition and does not seem to care much for intellectual conversation. His son Horun shows more of an interest in that sort of thing and has more refined manners. Father and son seem very different from one another, from mannerisms, worldview and even eye color (Ismu has tawny colored eyes while Horun's are blue), but both seem to equally have an air of coldness to them that is hard to explain. Mr. Ismu went on to say that he used to be the Sergeant of Heapclonks before migrating here, confirming my first impression of him. There he met Legate Bonena Odoocon, Horun's mother. He did not talk much about her, it seems their relationship didn't go much further. Horun himself has also seen combat, having fought in the glorious assault on Infidelityedges, that devilish goblin fort having being pillaged by him and other soldiers. His wife Budungamarop is of noble blood, having been the heiress to the lordship of the hamlet of Latitudinalcelery. She gave up her inheritance to marry Mr. Horun and come to Feywreath. Mrs. Konom had a hard life, having been enslaved by the Goblins and having to resort to criminal activities to survive at times. She is not one to talk much, but the little she did say seemed dark. I did not press her further on the matter. She seems to be a friend of Mrs. Budungamarop, having come from the same hamlet. Mrs. Rolsu has previously been a Legate for the hamlet of Skillgallstone and has chosen to come to Feywreath to help in the colonization efforts.
I suggested to the settlers that Mr. Ismu be made Lord over Feywreath, mainly because of his military experience and the fact he has an Heir already present and living with us. Given how badly we need protection in these parts, nobody argued against it. And so I confirm with my Imperial Authority that in the 46th year of the reign of Inbew, in mid Malachite, the Feywreathians have chosen Ismu Omaramsod and his House for the Lordship of this Outpost. His first order of business was to prioritize the construction of the reservoir for our well and nominated Mrs. Rolsu as outpost Physician to tend to the wounded. He also ordered the burial of Legate Tesgenatha, who we haven't been able to bury all this time because of lack of manpower.
Galena. As the well is going fast underway, Lord Ismu ordered the construction of a smithy and mandated the production of gauntlets. Legate Tesgenatha was finally buried, I took care of the matter myself.
Limestone. The well was inaugurated. It is divided into three parts. A deep hole was dug in the ground on Feywreath Hill, until it got under ground level to the river. Then a tunnel was dug through all the way to the river. A floodgate was placed on the mouth of the river-side tunnel entrance, to control exactly when water can enter the tunnel. Another floodgate was placed on the midsection for safety. Finally a third floodgate was placed near the entrance to the well. Before the well's entrance's floodgate and the mid-tunnel floodgate we constructed two large reservoirs, each with floodgates attached to them so as to store a good amount of water in case we ever need to keep the river entrance closed. After the reservoir was filled to the brim, its floodgates were closed. With the tunnel itself full, we closed the river entrance. Lord Ismu wishes that it is only open when we actually need to replenish our water supply, preventing any strange creature to enter through the river tunnel. The Lord then ordered us to remove all access we can to the hill top, and build two great gates as the only entrances. All trees near the hill are to be chopped off and a road built around it to prevent new trees from growing anytime soon.
Sandstone. Faywreath Hill was dug around in a way that all paths up to it were removed, except the two specified by Lord Ismu. He knighted his son Horun and charged him with the defense of the settlement. Sir Horun chose Mr. Ujozom and Mr. Cobsit as his followers and with the copper we brought with us we had short swords forged for all three of them. Each were given a pair of gauntlets, greaves and wooden medium-sized shields. Lord Ismu presented his son additionally with a helm, a mail-coat, a breastplate and low boots. All made from copper. These aren't the best weapons and armor, but it was what we could do with the materials we have. Lord Ismu now wants to further dig around the cliff closer to the valley, to make it as hard and controlled as possible for anyone to get to Faywreath Hill. He showed me a plan he made of a series of gate entrances going all the way down towards the valley. There he wishes to make a town, overlooked by a future Faywreath Castle on top of the hill. "Faywreath Hill will be our safe haven in case of an attack. When that happens, we evacuate all subjects to the castle with the livestock. We will keep a large storage room here and keep enough food to last us out a siege if needed", Lord Ismu said. He then ordered that we start building the wall around said hill. Many new migrants have arrived, including a couple of necromancers, Mr. Uwsho Ozithrezbomo and Mrs. Wuvak Elsinomuthan and a daughter of the Emperor himself, Her Imperial Highness Alos Zomkor and her husband Mr. Hakudng Estxuriset. Besides them we have Mr. Woloc Golapagebekat and his wife Mrs. Ucsur Osmkawewthric, as well as Mrs. Nocpu Apsutmanomug. Lord Ismu greeted the necromancers with certain suspician. The older necromancer, Mr. Uwsho, was born before the Triarchy, in the time in which the Empire was under only one Emperor. His wife was much younger than him, but still middle-aged for our standards, yet neither looked even a bit aged except for their snow white hair. They unsettle me. Sir Horun vouched for their permenance among us, arguing that their knowledge could prove very useful for us in the long run. Lord Ismu shrugged and left it up to him. I overheard the good knight speaking to them about plans of making a wizard's towar in the eastern side of Faywreath Hill for them to stay, after the necessary defenses were sorted out. As of now none of us have any place of our own. We sleep on the hospital floor or on the grass. Lord Ismu lives in the same manner, but I have noticed that this is taking a toll on him. He is tough, but he is still an old man. While building the wall we are also at the same time building the meadhall. That is where everyone will sleep, each with his own bed, while we don't move to the valley below. There we will also have some much needed entertainment, with tables and chairs for us to drink and relax. Mrs. Mutag apparently will never recover from her injuries and is now incapable of walking or grasping anything. She manages to walk with the help of crutches, but she is basically incapable of doing any work. Lord Ismu does not force her to do anything and has stipulated a stippend to keep her comfortable. She is being taken care of by the community for the sacrifice she made in the foundation of this outpost.
Opal. The kitchen is already set on the back of the meadhall, with the still always busy making different brews. A bit of civilization after almost a year of toil and animalistic conditions is not something to shrug off! The construction effort on the wall is focusing mostly on the eastern section. Because of the double effort of making the Hall and the wall, it is advancing slowly.
Obsidian. The meadhall is finished! Now we are making a general temple so that our people may pray, the eastern walls and a tomb for Lord Ismu, since he has none yet.
On the last days of Obsidian, Mrs. Matug Pocwut died of dehydration. She refused to drink water... By the year's end, we have gained a total of 19 migrants this year. 2 of them died. My predecessor, Legate Tesgenatha Izroshkofi, by alligator attack, and my friend Mrs. Matug Pocwut, by voluntary dehydration. May they rest in peace. This brings the total of our population this year to 17 souls. The report for next Hematite continues in the next year,
In the 47th year of the reign of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Inbew of the House of Huram,
Granite.
It seems Matug died because she couldn't hold anything yet insisted on drniking from a cup. Rather bizarre way to go.
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