Mission: InfoSEC Breach

The party received letters, in their own hand, signed by themselves, indicating that they should journey to a specified location in the empty grasslands to the north. They ultimately found a lake spewing amnesiac gases, and a large facility underneath. The facility was largely abandoned, and filled with confused messages about [REDACTED]. Likewise, dangerous anti-memetic threats pounced at every turn, including [REDACTED] and oo-ooooo-oo-o. In the end, the party entered the vegas room and [REDACTED]. During this time, Reese [REDACTED] while the [REDACTED].

Patrol [Rheinhart] - Location [Grasslands sector (0,1)] - Report #67
The Enigmatic Touch, Chipper Chappy, Daring Dando, and I (Rheinhart) went out to patrol the sector and returned after a couple of days with nothing obvious to report.

However, my journal contains entries I can neither explain nor recall creating. I will transcribe them here in case future patrols run into anything similar and a strategy could be made if it turns out to be something more than fanciful doodling. I have a personal fear that my amnesia from the time before I ended up in Farhaven is not a one time thing and is starting to manifest itself occasionally. The only semi-comfort I have is that the others with me also do not recall me writing in my journal, which is unusual by its very nature because I am neither shy nor secretive about my note taking.

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I met up with The Touch, Chappy, Dando, and Reese about these notes to ourselves in our own handwriting. The map drawn on each of them with the X out in the grasslands of sector (0,1) are drawn _exactly_ alike, something obviously not done in any one particular person’s hand. Who drew the maps? How did they appear exactly alike? Does anyone know of some scripting magic? Why does none of us remember writing these notes? What does the “Red Nestic” pill do? What does the “Blue Amnestic” pill do? Why didn’t we write that in our note explaining things a bit more? “We’ll know when to take them.” I want to slap myself for being too cryptic!

Reese said she had other urgent matters to attend to, but the rest of us decided to check it out as part of our patrol of that sector tomorrow. I mean, if we’re writing notes to ourselves, it must be important, right?

(imagine a sketch of the landscape where we made 1st night’s camp)

Thankfully, we had someone better than I leading us in the direction of the X, but we had gone past where we expected to be by about an hour before we realized it. It was at this point that I remembered the Orb of Direction and Orb of Time I had recently purchased from Farhaven’s Glassblower and utilizing them both together, we felt sure we overshot our target and aim to double back.

What the heck? We overshot again by at least a half an hour. Turning back around and this time we’ll mark the ground every so often. NOTE TO SELF: purchase an hourglass!

After a bit of back and forth, we stood at the “edge” where we stopped marking the ground. I’m going to take a red pill (the nestic) and lead the others along with a rope and see what happens.

We came to a lake spewing purplish gases and a passage leading underground. I’m going to make the others also take their red pills.

Dr. Kregel and Assistant Michael

Space for 40, only 12

Dr. Trebel mentions there were 40

a wheel to a machine that “prints something”

Several kobolds, one Kobold wearing a white lab coat with “Ansoff” nametag

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There is a page ripped out of my journal just after that last entry. In fact, I have several pages ripped out of my journal from previous entries and only just now noticed there were more than I expected. Interesting, but not uncommon as a few of them I remember doing, as I mentioned, but several of them I do not. I was just surprised I had more than I expected. I should buy more loose leaf papers so I stop ripping them out of my notebook.

To be honest, it all sounds like the brainstorming one would do when writing a novella. Especially that last part with partial notes that make little to no sense at all. A “wheel to a machine that prints something” sounds super vague and completely unworthy of even taking the time to make a note about it. Though the kobold in a lab coat sounds pretty funny as it seems totally out of character for one of those Rab tribe kobolds.

Just to reiterate, none of us recall seeing any kind of lake, let alone one spewing anything, nor a passage leading underground nearby. This all could just be fancy tales being spun. It’s just odd none of us remember spinning any such tales, thus making it noteworthy to at least include in a report, “just in case”.