Entry #004
Logged by Captain Vinarei Brooks - August 3, Evening
It’s been non-stop all afternoon. It’s as if the entire island is trying to kill us. Though the morning went without issue as we ventured further into the depths of this jungle, the afternoon did not go as smoothly.
We came to the river that fed into the lake from the prior day. Not wanting to disturb the creature we’d seen previously, we attempted to cross at the most shallow point. We’d almost made it across when the fauna hidden in the water latched onto all three of us and dragged us into the water. It was like growing seaweed, vines of some kind. I didn’t get a good look, as it was wrapped around my throat and we were all struggling. But the moment Ralphaldo sliced the vine free, this purple liquid spewed from the plant and filled the area around me. It felt like acid against my skin, and it ate into some of my leather armor. As much as I’d love for Atticus to bring some back with us for research purposes, we don’t have the time, nor do we have the ability to do as much without further injuring ourselves.
My suspicions about still being along the coast of Pandaria are correct, however. The moment we were free from the river, we were attacked by nearly a dozen Hozen. We were able to dispatch a few of them, but we were no match and fled towards the temple we’ve found ourselves in now.
We’re going to allow for a small break before we venture further inside, and only hope that the hozen get bored waiting for us to exit. Doubtful, but I’m hoping for anything at this point.
(Relevant: @atticus-angus-andrews @consider-things-done @vinarei)