From the Journal of Maksym Koval
"Day 1: I met up with Salar Bazhadi and a few others he'd gotten to come along. Xevious and Iefyr, a warrior and skyraider respectively. We loaded up on extra rations and set out bright and early. Iefyr brought along some mapmaking gear so we decided to take it slow and scout the area properly as we traveled. Salar's memories were more than a little out of date.
Days 2-3: <Details of the terrain, flora and fauna from 41.10 and 41.11.>
Day 4: The Clear Creek Crossroads trading post and Shrine are in better condition that we could have hoped! There were a few blood bees nearby, but they were little more than a nuisance. The stone portions of the post are all still standing and mostly intact. Given a bit of cleaning and some repairs it should be simple to return them to service. The shrine was bricked up and contained several records of some kind. They weren't readable, but I'm sure some scholars back in Throal would be able to get something out of them. There was also a message, indicating a location near the post. We looked around and found a huge sinkhole, as well as the remains of what we think was one of the brothers. We'll get some rest and check it out tomorrow.
Day 5: We left a message for any other visitors to the post on the wall.
We ventured into the cave and found several ghouls, as well as the remaining brothers. They had hidden themselves in the stone and had merged into the same troubled dreaming our employer experienced. We managed to wake one up and guide him outside where he began recovering in the sun. We set out on a hunt to gather food for the return trip and encountered a pair of large end exceedingly vicious boars. Iefyr was gored to death and Xevious and I were forced to retreat by climbing trees to avoid our own demise. They ate most of his body before leaving. Those beasts were so vicious I'd swear they were some kind of horror tainted monstrosities. We should return his body to his family for burial.
Day 6: We managed to get the rest of the Obsidimen out of the hole, but in the night they... turned. We had hoped they had gotten lucky and avoided the scourge but evidently they had not. They tried to kill us and we were forced to kill them in defense. We buried the bodies and began the return trip. Somewhat grimmer than before. I had hoped this would go so much better.
*Attached is a map of the route taken from 41.10, 41.11 and 41.12.* (Navigation step 8, Wilderness Survival Step 9, Craftsman step 16)