*Bama speaks his words deliberately and slowly, watching, as his magically enhanced pen skims across a page of his old journal...leaving glowing ink in its wake*
I be so honored te have been invited te be on the High Council of Mistone. I started a simple dwarf who be driven out by me family because o me magic inclination instead o the edge of an axe. I did na think I would be fittin in anywhere. And so i came te Hlint at the request o a Golden Dragon.
I have received naught but respect and caring since i came here and my magics have grown. Little by little I discovered the threat that be facin this world. Blood's army will na be stopped unless we stand tegther. As a council member, I will help te fight him. And I will help the people of this world fer as long as I draw breath. I, Oholibama, Dwarven Wizard and member o the high Council, will stand beside the people of Layonara. But will they stand by each other? And will it be in time?
Signed, Oholibama