It seems like it has been ages since I have been able to return to my books. I was loath to abandon them, but it seems that I was not fashioned for the life of an adventurer. I have found for myself a temporary respite in this subterranean library. It feels more comfortable than anything I have known since fleeing to Firforge.
Archive for the ‘Campaign Logs’ Category
Again, it seems that too much time has passed since I have found the opportunity to again set upon my journal. It has been weeks since I have had a place of refuge. I have taken up temporary residence in Newholm with two of those whom I had gone adventuring. Before I tell you of my time here, I should tell of the events that transpired to bring me from Queen’s Landing to here.
Rath’s Letters, Part I.
Rath’s letters from the Grand Campaign
I’ve started this journal for the very likely event that something goes horribly wrong. I’ve discovered something that I shouldn’t have. Before I catalog that, however, I should probably tell you, reader, who I am. I am currently known as Mauril Everleaf, scribe of Mishya. I moved to Firforge nearly ten years ago and have considered it my home since my youth.