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The Private Logs of Varlam Nikitovich

Kept in his significantly lighter satchel is a thin journal bound by rothe hide. The title page declares,

    Begun on the Fifth of Eleasis, One-hundred and Fifty-one years since the founding of Sanctuary.
      (Thirteen Seventy-three by the Dale Reckoning.)
    The Private Logs of Varlam Nikitovich:
      Wizard and Conjurer,
    Agent of the Order of the Spellguard. Archivist, Office of the Herald, Town Hall.

First Entry, 5 Eleasis 151

I have written much within Sanctuary. No doubt a report I filed somewhere will be read long after my own death or departure- should Sanctuary still be here, of course. But my signature at the bottom, or my name on the header, will be as personal as these works become. Of all the documents I am responsible for, few if any will tell anyone who I was. It brings me back to Dezria and Apple-cap wine in the Rock Bottom: "Tell me about yourself," and then, "I want you to tell me about you, not what you do." The same feeling of being caught off-guard makes me uneasy simply recalling it. Who am I?

There is only one other uneasy feeling that trumps my lack of self-awareness, but it has since passed, as have the three lives who knew why the paladins would look at me as they once did. Only Linda knew the whole story, or the watered-down summary of it, anyways. Though I'm of the personal belief that I'm a failure at keeping domestic order, at least I can manage exceptionally within the aged and dusty archives in this city, so the city's organizations needn't suffer chaos of its own, chaos: that force which took Linda's life after the rebellion in Lower. Kyle, what tribute to his memory have I left? I am not a hunter; but I will not pass up an opportunity to avenge him should it arise. As for Melrick, it is enough that I mention him here. I didn't know what to make of him after a time. His involvement with the Toboerskis ultimately makes me glad he knew the least about my past.

Those events which resulted in my wandering of the Underdark, the loss of my master's knowledge, writing them here would be a meaningless effort. Ultimately no harm has come to anyone undeservingly, and now I am even a better man for it.

If my surface past is now irrelevant, then: who am I? I feel a need to answer this before retiring for the "night". I am an Agent of the Spellguard, an arcane defender of Sanctuary. That should suffice for now. (Even if that answer was rejected by Dezria.)

An Essay on Sanctuary's Dysfunctional Communication, Varlam Nikitovich, Agent of the Spellguard, in Eleasis 151. (Second Draft: 9 Eleasis 151)

There is no greater threat to our continued survival than miscommunication and misinformation. We may believe that after One-hundred and Fifty-one years we have earned a state of near normalcy, or even security, but there are empires far older and stronger than our fledgling city in the ‘dark. All they need to manipulate us is for us to make ourselves weak, and we are in the process of doing this for our enemies. Due to mismanagement of Tiger Eye relations, a poor understanding between Upper and Lower Sanctuary, and inefficient intra-organizational communication within Sanctuary, we are putting ourselves in imminent peril.

Our first terrible mistake in recent events was how we handled the Tiger Eye Mercenary Company. By the time settlement began expanding into “the Sanctuary below”, what would become Upper Sanctuary was supposedly well managed by law enforcement and imitation of nobility was becoming rooted; as a result, many newly freed slaves were unable to compare with the standard of living and chose the then-frontier lands. The Tiger Eyes, a primarily-Duergar company, represented slavers taking over their freedom. Many Lower residents may have even been escaped Duergar slaves. Worse yet, the Tiger Eyes were on the pay roll of the city, governed from above in the pristine Town Hall. Being Mercenaries, the Tiger Eyes were loyal only to the coin, and even there took liberties regarding their defense contract with the Sanctuary Council. Reports of abuse by the Tiger Eyes was largely unpunished, resulting eventually in a 2% budget cut in Alturiak 151, years after their institution and months before the revolt that would destroy them. What action that was taken against them by city officials was done by the Watch and the Spellguard, Upper Sanctuary’s law enforcement agencies, instead of the Council. This was usually in the form of warrants after sufficient evidence was acquired for a capital trial. Because the Tiger Eyes were on the Warrants Bulletin receiving list and Watch and Spellguard could not safely arrest in Lower Sanctuary, wanted mercenaries were often able to “hide” in Lower until the warrant was forgotten or even retracted. What few Tiger Eyes were arrested for their crimes and tried were usually exiled from Upper Sanctuary, or Sanctuary as a whole (in which case they would “hide” in Lower). The Tiger Eye’s fondness for drink and poor recruitment standards ultimately resulted in known and dangerous criminals destroying the company from within in a staged riot towards the end of Kythorn 151.

Since its settlement, Lower Sanctuary’s lack of understanding of Upper Sanctuary’s developed standards has made it a threat to our continued existence. After it was discovered unregulated magic use and criminal activity ran rampant in this section of the city, a failed and likely hasty attempt to impose order through a Watch presence cost us the appreciation for law and order that Lower Sanctuary desperately requires. A cold and detached guard force and secretive defense wizards garnered no trust during the settlement of the “Sanctuary below”, despite the fact that proper diplomacy might have revealed that Upper Sanctuary developed for over a century those laws and practices, which had and would continue to preserve it, with much reason. Common sense might have prevailed then and quickly weakened the criminal hold on this section of the city. Instead of seeking reason and the support of what good people resided in Lower, heightened security measures were taken, resulting in the Lysik Revolt in 118 where Lysik’s Lancers seized the Watch bunker in the area and attempted to form a separatist “Ascendant Regime”. There was no diplomacy with the “Supreme Ascendant” Jher Lysik, and Watch Sheriff Dhogur was granted emergency powers to retake Lower Sanctuary. What followed was a ruthless (and by that point, necessary) domination of the city below. No attempts were made during this time to make the “dominated” people aware of the necessity of stable law enforcement, and two years later the Ubel Rebellion transpired. The resulting chaos affected the whole of Sanctuary. Once again, the opportunities for words had long passed and only force could set right the wrongs in the city. After the quelling of the Ubel Rebellion, the Upper Sanctuary Council and Mayor Yorrick Bresley took a stance of appeasement, making decisions that were sure to calm the rioters but that, in the long run, would hinder Sanctuary’s progress towards stability. Some of these actions, such as stripping the Spellguard of their arrest powers, were undone out of necessity relatively recently.

Finally, we come to issues originating within Sanctuary’s own city-funded agencies. Alone, each organization has a proud history, but when observed collectively reveal poor cooperation and communication. Most devastating is the relationship between the Order of the Spellguard and the Seekers, stemming from the death of former Commander Melinda Bresley and the controversial judgement which followed. For better or worse, Ivlysar Tal’en’qir- arrested for Melinda’s murder- continues to lead the Seekers. Under the direction of Commander Stephanos Simms, the Spellguard continues to ward Sanctuary’s buildings as they are established and develop the need to deter scrying, and remain aware of the magical threats within and on the outskirts of Dunwarren, as well as retrofitting of the ancient Svirfneblin defense animatrons. While the Seekers look abroad for freedom, the Spellguard focuses on Sanctuary’s prolonged existence. Their objectives often clash, the Spellguard believing that Seeker operations may agitate our hostile neighbors and destroy us all, the Seekers believing that the Spellguard have no desire to see the people of Sanctuary safely to the surface. The Seekers may indeed be a great risk to Sanctuary’s survival, but for this risk they provide much needed hope and even scouting intelligence. The Spellguard may or may not have any interest in the surface now, but that does not mean they would subject the thousands who have broken the bonds of slavery to a life without sunlight. Their charge is the arcane defense of Sanctuary, and thus the Order will see to their charge. Most deserving of mention in regards to charge and duty is the Town Watch, as long-standing and changing as Sanctuary itself. As Grendshur, author of “The Reckoning of Law”, points out, the Watch has gone through various stages, from heroic defenders of the frontier to sturdy, unflinching gate keepers. Its latest and likely completed stage may be the lax years (for “corrupt years” may be harsh and in decades to come, misleading). With the execution of Sheriff Walters after his slaver-ring involvement was exposed, the Watch will hopefully be entering a reform stage. Watch files which may have brought Walters under suspicious were not transcribed or made available to the Spellguard, or more appropriately the Seekers who specialize in freedom raids and the like. Instances of intra-organizational document requests usually result in opposition to the release of the document or worse, “I don’t know if we have anything on it, stop wasting our time” responses. Years of documentation become lost, accessible only when a member of that city agency takes the initiative to hunt it down. Rarely does this happen on behalf of an outside party.

Our past- the Tiger Eyes- our present- Upper and Lower’s disputes- and the governmental communication issues in the foreseeable future are elements of Sanctuary’s possible demise. We are weakened by a lack of understanding and poor sharing of information. Steps must carefully be taken to manage the situation in the years- perhaps even months- to come.

Varlam places a tiny, stiff strip of parchement in his journal:

Business card Name: Joe Blogs, Chartered Accountant Location: Homeless "I can make your money work for you!"

Second Entry, 13 Eleasis 151

As I have left the Order and the Tower and law enforcement, I suppose I can no longer define myself by my work in the Spellguard. I should not center my life around my new position either, I suppose, although its importance to me will be great. I am a preserver of knowledge and a distributor of information. I exhibited these qualities as an Agent, and now I am realizing them to even further potential as an Archivist.

Transcribed from his Professional logs:

Note on Tyrran dogma Keep a record of your own rulings, deeds, and decisions, for through this your errors can be corrected, your grasp on the laws of all lands will flourish, and your ability to identify lawbreakers will expand. Be vigilant in your observations and anticipations so you may detect those who plan injustices before their actions threaten law and order.
Leech tank warning Do not remove a leech by harming it if it has fed on something else!
Leech reproduction note No males or females? All seem capable of reproduction. Is this done through self-impregnation, or is mating necessary?
Doodle A blocky figure in Toboerski colors, cowering beneath a giant leech.

Among Varlam's collected city officials' speeches some are handled more often than others, making their way to the top of the stack.

*Spellguard-sanctioned Necromancer!?

Recovered Citizen Stones

    Prig Tweetleflax; Where: Given to Lakes as a vague warning by Tomra. Tren Wettias; Where: Low Road, Deep Lizard. Tal'lyn Dwynor; Where: Mines, near Dark Shore, large rats. Granani Welter; Where: Orog fighting pit in ruins portal. Wesley Zaculus; Where: (Who?) took it from the Pyrimo arena. Julian Valerius; Where: Orcblood claimed it from a Beshaban. Drem Knee-snapper; Where: Upper Sanctuary Arena.

Third Entry, 16 Eleasis 151

I am not ashamed to admit that one of my dearest friends in the Underdark was the Kelemvorite and tiefling Kyle Briar. Even the rogue tiefling "Shandri" may have been, alone without her thieves' guild, a lesser threat than the wanted man so wholly controlled by the fiendish blood in his veins. His manner is not repentent as Kyle's or so false and pitiful as Shandri's. He is aware of every action he takes. He willfully seeks to harm the citizens of this city I once swore to protect.

Yet, law enforcement is no longer my focus. My priorities have shifted. Perhaps my keen legal interpretation will see to the swift execution of justice. I wrote a damn good warrant, although it would take "Tim Timmons" and a sandwich (or the need of) to let a man with that list of charges to get away- again.

Fourth Entry, 19 Eleasis 151

It's amazing the number of crimes I've seen since turning in my robes and guard rod. Put a tall man in red and black, give him a magic rod, and tell him to look important; it probably wouldn't matter how good he is at casting, people will be a little more observant of the law in his presence. But the Spellguard can't afford to put men on aimless patrols or lonely posts, not full-time.

Luckily the same seems to apply to the Watch, though to a lesser degree of late. Sometimes I wonder if they already have been employing puppets: men in Watch plate with a fancy Svirfneblin stick to loiter in certain areas and yell at people from time to time. They lose the keys often enough that I won't count that among their arsenal. The Watch's reputation, its image, needs to be improved. New blood couldn't hurt, as long as the officers can keep them in line. Increased patrols, more coordination... something I wish I'd noticed before resignation. I suspect employing it as a Spellguard order would have bred resentment anyways. Perhaps I can speak with the council about new Watch standards, with Private Fawkes' suggestions.

Sanctuary Population Demographics Plan By Archivist Varlam Nikitovich On the 20th of Eleasis, 151.

Plan Purpose:

    To determine the demographic statistics of Sanctuary's inhabitants, specifically race, gender and residence.
Demographics to Investigate:
  • Gender
      Male Female
  • Residence
      Upper Central Upper Residential Lower Central Canal Ward Outskirts/Ruins/Other
  • Race
      Human Elf Dwarf Halfling Gnome Duergar Svirfneblin Goblin Kobold Orc Other/Mixed
Collection Method:
    Representative contact to established buildings, camps and relief centers for each area. Lower Sanctuary may be responsible for choosing its own census officer if Upper Sanctuary officials are unwelcome.
Result Recipients:
    Upper Council Mayor Herald Lower Council Miss Blackhaw

Fifth entry, 13 Eleint 151

I wonder if I wouldn't be better off as a civillian with a legal practice. I'd probably meet a fate worthy of Hoar's amusement, of course, but if I can do even a little good on my own, it might be worth it. People might treat me differently- they might be more prepared for business. I find that people are a bit taken off-guard when a city official-- no matter how powerful or meek-- shows them respect or kindness. A shame I don't have a head for business.

I should get Riddle to write up my will.

Sixth Entry, 27 Nightal 151

I've allowed myself to become so wrapped up documenting everything other than my own life, and yet I can't help but be captivated by the actions of the Council, Watch, Spellguard, Seekers, even everyday citizens and upstart mercenaries. Nothing pleases me more than feel useful: I don't just sort things and forget about them, I can help people learn what they desire -- usually.

Sometimes I wonder about my untapped resevior of usefulness: the Art. I'm so ready to command the might of information, but without those red, black and silver robes sometimes I find myself doubting whether or not I have my old, if meagre, skills as a law enforcer.

I suppose it's some selfish desire to be useful in that way again which leads me to try to get involved with a new "Civil Defense League". I'd be happy just to be their tailor, honestly.

Notes on various people Agent Hauksen: Courteous, helpful. I wonder though: does he really respect me, my brain, or the fact that I'm in Town Hall?

Seeker Scae: A bit apprehensive of me, I think. To be expected. Sent a warning about an umberhulk nearby; good to see a Seeker taking active interest in public safety.

Private De'votell: I seem to remember him being much more troublesome. He's developed as an officer of the Watch.

Councilor Worn: Inquisitive, good-natured, but questionable etiquette. If he was around almost a year ago, I suspect I'd have been following him around instead of joining the Spellguard.

Emissary Mulciber Atrementous: Polite, fair with the sword but not a professional duelist. Values knowledge and seems devoted to the Shadow Dragon the kobolds worship capable of healing magics. Arcanist?

Currently held by Wyric Crowshire.