*he sits in an alley behind the main road in Hlint and begins to write*
Tis a strange town.
I have aquired a bow and rapier and have made good use of them. I can come from the shadows and slay a foe with a single arrow. I have been hunting alone, and have become a better... killer. My god seems to guide my arrows, or does he? Is it mine own hand and mind that guides me?
I shall need to seek assistance with the next tasks I need to complete to become more seasoned. There seem to be many naive people in Hlint willing to help. I shall take advantage of that and let them fall before my enemies, while I safely fire arrows from a distance, and stay in the shadows. Seems the way to make good coins!
I must remember to, well, try and act friendly, for gruffness seems to get me no where with these fools. Ah what they don't know won't hurt them.
*closes the black leather book, that is embroidered with an image of a hound, and fades into the shadows*
