[RouterBlade]

This is my first time writing in this journal. During a purge of undeath for the grey circle, a fellow guildmate fell. We were fighting with all of our strength against the shapechangers and undead and the cleric named rolf fell to the hands of vampires fighting at my side. In a blur i was rushing to the remains of Rolf and began praying to Vorax. Usually this work would be done by a cleric but Vorax refused Hargrannar a blessing. During my prayers another servant sent from directly from the halls of vorax came to me. He said that vorax was watching over me and that he was proud. I am deeply humbled even being able to speak to one such as this servant. The servant of vorax raised rolf and dissapeared. After that moment, ive felt a renewed sense of determination and prowess. I hope to be able to serve vorax more than i do now later in the future.