The handwriting is less neat, as if the author wrote in haste.
The light from the walls, or perhaps the battle, is bright enough to write with. The fighting has not yet reached here, though I expect it will reach here eventually. We have already encountered some of Przemsyl’s men. He waits outside the gates and some of his men made it inside when we tried to leave by the northern gate. They were stopped, but if my comrades and I are to leave this city, we must find another way.
But I get ahead of myself.
We left Celestyn’s residence to explore the city, but ended up encountering Veronica’s troops. We tried to take refuge in an inn, but we were captured and brought before Princess Veronica. Not much of consequence was said, but an odd person with a robe of swords was present. We were then imprisoned in the basement of an inn.
We escaped the inn and managed to make our way back to Celestyn’s, but without our horses, unfortunately.
Borrowing horses from the stables (without telling the stablemaster we were unlikely to return them), we made our way to the north gate to inform Celestyn of our departure, and inform him of Veronica’s position by the southern gate. He seemed dismayed by the news of the sword-robed man, though he could tell us little about the cult the man belonged to. Whoever they are, they opposed Karol as well.
After we spoke briefly (and asked whether we could have the horses), Celestyn moved his troops forward, and we again stayed behind.
We returned to the prince’s residence in an attempt to summon Karol and see if the ancient king had any information on the sword cult, but the summoning was unsuccessful. Something opposed Valicus’ efforts. We explored the town hall, however, remembering that it appeared to be a temple of some sort.
We discovered a secret passage within the building, found robes, and concealed ourselves among the sword cultists. They were aware of Valicus’ attempts, and started a ritual to punish those responsible. Marcel was able to disrupt their chanting, however, and we made our escape.
As we fled, the walls of Jhelom began to glow, and magical forces lit up the sky. Valicus suggested once again that we ride north, so we rode through the gate, in spite of my hesitance to leave.
Przemsyl and his men waited outside the gate. He must have been waiting for something like this to happen. We retreated back inside the city. About 5 of his men were able to follow us into the gate before it was again closed. They were stopped, and one captured.
I have the feeling that if we leave this city, it will be a long time before we return. However, I am uncertain whether this is a good thing, or a bad thing. I feel it is important that Celestyn is victorious. Our fate depends on his success.