#ydhin

We emerged from the ruined shack in the wake of the dust storm. Thankfully I’d managed to get some sleep through it, but I still woke with an undercurrent of worry for Miapoh. My bleary state somehow let me ignore distractions long enough to examine the series of tassels left behind by the former campers. Each was knotted differently and some were made of differing materials. Rope, string, twine and... gut.

We managed to get them all wrapped up and recorded in time for an amal’jaa patrol to arrive! With thanks to mine own feline grace, and Charlette’s strength we managed to carry Y’dhin and his twisted ankle to the relative safety of Little Ala Mhigo. I wonder what the knots’ mysteries will open to us when we get a change to examine them.

The imaginarium returned to Hamujj Gah for the tassels and whatever translation the Brotherhood of Ash’s chieftain could give us. We learned much; namely that there was a list of honored names and a hunt list. Additionally a ransom note and what appeared to be prayers and ingredients. It was a lot to take in; especially given that Stephan’s kidnapped uncle was on the list of honored names.

Almost as soon as we left the Ring of Ash we were set upon by some oddly-clad and partially-concealed amal’jaa - this time not of the Brotherhood. Though we fought bravely we were overcome and Q’talhdi and I barely survived. Tonight we gather again to discuss our findings but I fear our next step will throw us back into the fire - possibly quite literally!