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Great. Reinforcements. Galvan the Blue sent Cyanwrath and a group of kobolds, cultists, and clerics to “reinforce” us. Just when our setup was stabalizing, and the eggs were entering the last stage. WTF. How am I supposed to get any work done?

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I hate Kobolds. They stink, and their intellect matches that of a rock. They won’t even call me by my proper title! I command the stinking vermin, and they nod with “Yes Purple Lady” or “Yes Frooly”, despicable! The sooner we can finish setting up camp and leave, the better.
Mistress Rezmir has said we will be attacking a small town today, to show another successful conquest for the queen Tiamat – praise Her glory. So long as it’s over swiftly, and Cyanwrath doesn’t try another of his “honorable” antics, I shall endure.
What I would give to be half dragon – like him – so that I may ascend to equal or even greater status than Wyrmspeaker Rezmir herself. Yet he squanders every opportunity, being a soldier of “honor” and “duty”.

Haiku:

The dragon wings beat
up in the air, like a bird
that can devour you.

Limerick:

A dragon is covered in scales
It can make any wizard go pale
It will burn you to death
With its mighty deep breath
You better be up to date on your veils

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I recited the haiku and limerick to Cyanwrath, and he just looked at me like I was insane! He told me about the “Epitaph of a Dragonslayer”, but it’s not poetic at all. I’m going to look into some blue dragon poetry, maybe he’ll appreciate that.

Epitaph of a Dragon Slayer

He looked into a cave to see if the dragon was home; it was.

Ballad of the Blue Dragon

Deepest deserts where suns forever fly
burn to dust nearly every thing,
but their eternal heat cannot hope to dry
the malicious, insidious azure king.

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He laughed at me, told he’s heard kobolds write better, and suggested I never try to become a bard.

Another Blue Dragon Poem

The dragon was here
At last I felt fear
It looked upon me
It said to flee
I look for where it was clear
But I stood much like a deer
Awaiting for that engulfing blaze
Surprised my lightning rays
In the dark I had no clue
This dragon was blue

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He thought the poetry was nice, but then he told me it was very “unoriginal”. He had read it in a book one of the kobolds pilfered from a village some time ago. He said I need to write the poetry myself and make it up entirely to call it my own. I’ll show him. I’ll write the best poem he’s ever heard, and this one will be about red dragons!

Red Dragon

The wings, they are……red
Red…….like fire
But they are not fire. They are….wings…
Wings aren’t fire

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Finally, some time to write. After the attack of Greenest and the shenanigans in the camp, I’ve hardly had time to actually put anything down here. Cyanwrath, of course, decided towards the end of the siege he would “challenge” one of the defenders in exchange for a few hostages to be released. This was NOT discussed beforehand, as we were intending to keep as many hostages as possible! Absolutely ridiculous! Good riddance to a fool.

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The monk – How did he escape? How did they all escape? If it weren’t for Rezmir ordering very specific watch over those prisoners, I’d have beaten the little twit myself and been done with it. It was all I could do not to kill him when we first found him, and he did not go down without a fight, that’s for sure. We could have taught him some manners about how to act under the guidance of the Queen – Praise Tiamat’s Glory.
Rezmir’s orders, then like (invisible, silent) thieves in the night… And then Rezmir leaves us… with what? some useless kobolds and a dozen guards? These eggs can’t hatch fast enough…

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Note signed Severin, slipped between the pages:

Rezmir,

The time is drawing close.
The Blue Wyrmspeaker is sending forces to support your raid on Greenest.
Take the loot north and bring Skyreach to the Well.
DO NOT SEND ANOTHER SHIPMENT DIRECTLY TO THE WELL!!!
Now that the time nears, secrecy and security matter more than ever.
Hail Tiamat!

-Severin