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Journal Entry Number Two

I left for the surface world in hopes of honing myself and understanding more potent forms of magic. For days I ventured from tunnel to tunnel until I stumbled upon the southern opening. I was struck blind as I surfaced from the cave; the bright light was too much for my sensitive eyes. As I regained sight, I was in a place unlike any I've seen - trees as tall as pillars, ground bustling with vegetation, and a settlement unlike any I've seen. Disgusting as it was, I would not let certain eye blights hinder me from my goal.

The settlement I stumbled upon was named Fort Vehl, it was bland, and was full of shady people; it was like the bazaar in Eilndar, except it was bustling with the lesser races. I explored the fortress and stumbled upon many interesting things, I sported a new robe that might blend well with my copper helmet, perhaps once I earn more money I can get a more elaborate disguise. Through my sight-seeing, I stumbled upon the jail, and a very disgruntled guard. Apparently, someone was jailed for reasons I do not know; the guard questioned me as if I were on trial, luckily I was able to disperse from the situation as soon as possible.

After the debacle in the jail, I stumbled upon an unfamiliar sight. I concluded that the person might have been a male Human paladin. He didn't seem to notice that I was a Dark Elf, which meant that my disguise was working perfectly, although we did have a little debate on how one view things within the perspective of a deity. I was tasked with recollecting mummy dust from the local crypt, and he was kind enough to accompany me for he needed some skeleton knuckles along the way. The crypt had a foul stench and as soon as we descended within its depths, skeletons emerged from every corner. I was roughened up and was on the verge of bleeding to death; luckily, the paladin is capable servitor. Such a cheeky fellow, very adept in the arts of swordplay, and was blinded by his faith, such a pity. I was very fortunate indeed to have eluded him, and I hope others aren’t as keen.

We emerged from the crypt and I had completed my task, he had to go tend to his rituals and sought his deity's temple. As I was about to leave the crypt, I beheld a hooded figure clad with black robes walking towards me. I presumed that the person might not be a potential risk to me. In search of skeleton knuckles as well, I accompanied the person in hopes of being able to learn more about his mysterious demeanor as well as earn a loyal companion; a loyal companion or rather a social circle would keep me safe from those that would sought to kill me. After raiding the crypt, we sought for work from various townsfolk. Along the way, we met more and more people, and each one as colorful as the next one. Eventually, my companion had to take his leave; he was a mysterious fellow, shrouded by mystery and only revealing a few aspects of his persona to the public, often the most comedic ones.

I sought to finish more tasks so that I may establish myself within the surface world slowly, and along the way I stumbled upon three travelers and a Troll. I’ve met the three travelers not so long ago; they were being halted by a bridge Troll which claimed the bridge for itself. As usual, a Troll will never be civil, and after being persuaded to take fish in exchange for safe passage, the vile thing demanded the female traveler. As always, hostility ensues and the Troll gets killed, such a pity, the fool could have avoided getting killed should it have let us pass freely.