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17th Dying Light, 9047
I don't even know what to think anymore. I feel just as hollow as the day I walked out of that grave. Everyone here is more capable than me, even when they screw up. We found some strange underground... tomb or church or ruin. It held something that these Warforged called "the prisoner." I hardly know what that means but I nearly fell to my death trying to stop my friends from fighting over some strange, magical hammer. Why didn't I just let go of the ledge? It would've been easy. Do I really care enough for these people already that I don't want to leave them behind?
I don't even know where to begin with the Hammer, but that whole place reeked with cursed energy. I was afraid we had defiled something very dangerous, and I really hope my companions learned not to play with dangerous magical items. Everything is such a haze.
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