Week 3

Through Dangers Untold



I fought my way deeper into the continent, trusty Neo Steam container socketed into my armor like a glowy glowstick of power. I've reached a point where I feel useless fighting Elerdians and focus instead on delving further into the secrets of Rogwel.


Clearly all of Rogwel's secrets are either smelly or burny



I find strange monuments in the oddest of places, and I'm not one to guess whether they are Republic creations or leftovers from the Maestros of old. Or maybe they're recent monuments commemorating long-forgotten ancient ones. Or maybe they're full of candy.



I join my fellow Rogs now and again in Riall, though now I've moved to the Ancient Factory, which is not much of a factory.

Holding the factory is even harder than holding the garden, mostly because everyone's stronger and angrier. And the fights go so fast that I'm usually still searching my pockets for potions before I realize I'm dead.


Follow that steam


Rogwel Destroyer, Third Siege Engine


You keep talking like a @%$@% I'm gonna smack you like a @%$@%

In my quest to understand Chrysalis I've undertaken missions that have taxed my morals. I've helped kill traitors, routed heretics, assassinated Elerd guards, and through it all tried to maintain my usual Pom good humor.



These are things I'd usually be telling to my good friend Jocelyn but I haven't heard from her in some time. I hope she's not getting into trouble...

-david