DM Entry: Myaruk's Journal: My Scrying Eyes

This otherworldly land about my lord's citadel hast lain tranquil since my lord came into control of this layer of the Abyss, until now. My scying eyes have seen it, it hast appeared to me within mine magical sight beyond sight, that which dost lurk at the borders of my lord's domain. At its first appearance, I scarcely even gave it any thought. It was nothing, a black shapeless form, perhaps an inane shadow I had thought. As my scrying routine brought me back to the border, some days later, and from time to time, to this same location on the border of my lord's domain, the shadow--as it were not actually a shadow, but something of enormous evil lurking, discovering, learning--would be in different places. One might think it wast only a shadow, the thing which I detected with my scrying eyes, had I not kept the routine of scanning the land about my lord's domain. But now I have confirmation, solid evidence that it is something sinister, dark, and intelligent. Thus I have taken it upon myself to begin mapping my lord's domain, and thus it hast come to my attention, through the routine of my scrying eyes, that my lord's domain has been growing smaller, the borders of which are not as far away from my lord's citadel as they once were. Perhaps one not as thorough as myself would have missed such a slight detail. The change, afterall, such as it is, is less than the diameter of a single gold coin. But it does exist nonetheless. And that thing, that which lurks beyond the borders hast a lust, a hunger as it were, for the land about my lord's domain. My servants have gone about, inspecting, gathering information, and have consequently discovered that this enormous evil presence is one of the old ones, one of the lords from before--a ruler of the Abyss from before the children of Tanar took to power. This shadowy obyrith lord, that which I discovered with the routine of my scrying eyes, that which lurks beyond the borders of my lord's domain, it waits, studying, waiting to indulge its insatiable hunger.


--Myaruk, thaumaturge, lich, servant of Vecna, and guardian of the Smoking Eye Citadel