Journal Entry Twenty One
"A change in thought"
With my last bits of training with M'lady Jilsponie, I have finally taken my first few steps on the path of a ranger. With that done, I would be able to successfully survive the woodlands with ease.
as with my travels, They are rather filled with mishap and misfortune. My prey is generally of the goblin-kind, but I find that when I have been studying them and all of their movements, and how they act and think, I should have been studying something of more importance. Elves and Humans. I do this not with malicious intent, but out of caution. My recent encounter with elves went awry. I just stopped to talk with Tod, but it seems that everyone accuses another for being a Dark Elf. He immediately claimed that I was a Dark Elf, having not seen my face or skin. Soon, the mans "Cohort" appeared, and there was even the offer to have me killed out right. I played along with my bluff, as they shouldn't have been able to tell from my appearance, but they continued anyways. Tod some how drove them off I imagine, as they left in a hurry.
It is much to my displeasure that I would have to bother with such a trifling matter, But it starts immediately. From now on, anyone other than those few that I know is an enemy, and those I say I trust are even more dangerous. Life only gets harder. I must say that from here on, those with pure hearts driven by blinding zeal and those dark souls filled with malice are both equally my enemy, for where one would smite me for who I am, the other would would simply kill for killing's sake. I find the chaotic wilderness needing some form of law, and the lawful cities to be simplified.
Survival first... To survive is to be neutral.
~ Sion