Journal 1.0.1

I am alive and as well as can be expected. Only three days ago, I was as good as dead. When counting down hours instead of days until the Blood Moon, you are only truly safe if you are unseen, unheard, and have a solid locked door between you and any mova...

The desert is behind me. But trouble's shadow makes itself ever present in my wanderings. Even as I was shaking the sand out of my boots, the Zephtal still in the background, I saw the plume of dust that can only be caused by a large group of some sort. ...

The desert is harsh and difficult. Sand gives way beneath my heavy frame and my feet sink in, making each step sap more of my strength. I can only travel during the early morning and evening, for the harsh sun makes for poor decision making during the day...

I am alone. Ceren is gone and I know not where. Meanwhile, we are much to far from home for me to return, even if I had the desire. Not only what Mother and Father tried to do, but the fact that both Rashtak and Nerendi went along with it. Can't they see ...

Action at last! Though my mission presses on my mind, I am glad for the reprieve from travelling alone. My thoughts have consumed me for many moons and now they trouble me no longer. As I came in to Selthal, the town was beset by bandits whom we now pursu...