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I know it's been a while since I've checked in, but I...
 
Mama, I've killed a man.
Put my mace against his head and I swung it... now he's dead.
It felt life had just begun.
Now I've gotta leave it all behind to face the truth...
 
I can't believe I've done something like that to another person...
It was such a gruesome death too.
I've always thought of myself as a protector. A defender. Because I want to take of the things that are precious to me.
...But now I feel like a murderer.
 
We returned our little mushroom friend home, which was sad. I'm gonna miss him.
but at least he didn't have to see me like this.
 
We found a safe place for those kids we freed from Scabitha... and we're going back for the rest, but...
I don't see how doing any good deeds will make me feel better about what I've done...