Blade Maidens: Dead in the Water – 17

“For the first time since I left my home, I wish I was back in Verdanna.

Because then I would have our damn library. I’ve managed just fine with my vagabond collection but when it comes to trying to determine the intricacies of fae magicks and their effect on our plane it would certainly be helpful to have a more thorough catalog.

The best theory I’ve been able to cobble together is that Morganna is using whatever connection she has bound me with is serving as a sort of…vent for extra-planar energies. When I use arcanistry, I wield the natural forces of Telos focused and guided in forms I shape through will and practice.

I fear she’s provided a fork in this proverbial road. A pathway for wild, chaotic energies from lands far beyond our own to disrupt these spells and rituals I have known since I was a child. I could cast the same spell a dozen times and get a dozen different results, and have no control over why. Whatever she’s done keeps my original intent intact, flame remains flame, water remains water, but any semblance of control I had over the finished result has left me. A cruel joke on Morganna’s part, I assume.

And, of course, none of this fixes our current problem. I am no closer to refining the spells that could break us free of this trap than I was when I began this process.

Gyvenia help us all.”

• An entry from Rowan’s journal, dated 13 Harvestmark, 877