Unfortunately, there is some bad news. Tukutetcha has vanished without a trace. All that’s left is his little medicine pouch and the small bottles of anti-venom. But how do these help us if we can’t find a way out of this hell?
Rumor has it that the little old man has turned to the lizardmen to get us into trouble. The soldiers are restless and the rumor is hardening into a hard-core conviction in the men’s minds. I must confess, the glare in his eyes was very lizard-like, but only the stars know that…
Speaking of stars. I think we caught a glimpse of their leader. Tukutetcha called him Teheteiki, a skink priest capable of summoning the magic of the Old Ones and wiping out entire regiments. The white and blue skinned lizard is no bigger than Tukutetcha and wears a yellow gold crown of feathers. It holds two staves in its hand, presumably to cast the deadly spells. Like the other skinks, the spear is made of green marble, which they cut into a sharp blade.
Teheteiki is the guardian of these strange rocks and the so-called breeding grounds from which the lizardmen hatch, or rather emerge. He flies on a strange formation of old stone shapes, which apparently once belonged to a temple complex. But the most amazing thing I’ve ever seen was this kind of sphere, littered with stars and galaxies, shimmering like a portal on the remains of a large lizard’s scaly armor. Presumably these are the scales of a terror sol monster we saw a few days earlier. From the sides of the hovering platform, snakes fell endlessly, wriggling and hiding in the bushes, only to snap with their syringe-like teeth as soon as they got the slightest chance. Fat purple and blue toads with yellow warts and tongues sit here and there between the stones and look at you with their sneaky eyes, waiting to squirt their poisonous milk onto the enemy.
The crew is shrinking, we now only have 29, including 1 doctor and 2 field surgeons. Without Tukutetcha it will be difficult to get out of here alive. Captain Jäger is seriously considering abandoning the expedition and marching back to the ships. How are we going to explain this to Marco Colombo?
Day 28
Carlo Ibanez, scribe of the Marco Colombo expedition, 1492 Lustria
