Fortune seems to have turned in my favor of late. After wandering without any real purpose for since being freed, I seem to have fallen into some action of genuine interest to me. I do not yet know what will occur, but I smell the clever scent of fortune on the winds. I shall have to be wary of the company I have fallen into. My golden companion does not seem to have the kindness that Bannion did. While good natured, the magic that seems to corrupt his flesh seems also to affect his demeanor. Under duress, I was forced to restrain him from slicing a child's throat when he felt threatened. I am concerned how far this condition will progress with him, but he seems to be some key to a mystery I do not yet understand and it seems many different forces are interested in obtaining him. I do not see how keeping him safe can not somehow result in our benefit in the long term. For so many to be interested, whatever this great value he has is, it must eventually reveal itself.
The woman who calls herself, Honor, appears to be of ranking merchant blood. While she appears to be of simple motivation, her ties to the halls of wealth and power can only work to our advantage as this mysterious series of events continues to unfold. I must keep an eye on the acquaintances those ties bring or way. She apparently keeps company with a Wizard that may be able to shed light on our recent series of events. Be wary of Wizards with unreliable Origin, my father would always say, and this one appears to be something of a shady character from what little I have heard. We shall see.
My greater concern is her Dwarven consort from Forge. A holy man and a hunter, their zealousness is matched only by their obvious inexperience in battle. They seem to be on a quest to rid their home of some ancient evil and they have sworn to protect the woman for some part they believe she must play in that. The holy man is a healer and welcome in any fight, but I am sure I must teach these strange fellows the ways of war if we are to survive the coming days. Perhaps this is the will of Gorum, I do not know. Still, I can not deny the excitement I have. May Erastil watch over me and Gorum guide my hand, I feel I am embarking now down a road sure to end in glory and riches or on my shield. I shall find my destiny.
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