17th of Rova:
Our trip down river has proved quite eventful. As we rested on the riverbank to gather our thoughts and perhaps reawaken our guide, it appears that a large crab-like creature found interest in our raft... As well as Owen. After some quick thinking from one of our newer friends, we were able to tangle up the beast long enough to kill it without serious harm to Owen or Marian.
Afterwards, Pormas did awaken though was not in the best of spirits. After leaving us behind, he began to make his way down the river alone on the raft. Myself and Harman were able to catch up to him and convince him that it was for the best that we travel together and complete our mission. He (reluctantly) agreed and we reconvened on the raft. It has certainly been an interesting day.
19th of Rova
During our journey through the winding estuaries of the swamps (which Pormas seems to be very familiar with, luckily) we came across what could possibly be a small contingent of the enemy forces. After discussing several possibilities, Marian has decided that it would be best that we simply wait them out and keep a low profile until they move on. At this point, we will rest.
Rushing woods... Anxious. Scared.
Taken. Captive. Strange creatures.
Death. Not dead. Captured. Not dead.
Hope. Trust. Fire.
Relief. Rushing. Safety. Injured. Not dead. Healing. Safe.