I am writing this as we rest outside this temple. The stench of the creatures are still permeating around us, probably the blood. This morning started off rather normal, I decided to change my familiar once again, this time to a flying monkey. I think I am going to stick with the flying monkey for Malavash, who seems to like the form as well. The ability to walk, climb and fly had made him fairly happy with the new versatile form.
Before meeting with the others, I finally decided to get my own place. I still think this may be a waste of money, but if I have them altogether I can keep a better eye on them. Morrighan is not the problem, it is Malien. Quite frankly it is the other two as well. I do not quite understand them, yet ... but I will.