Journal Entries from Zadria Elkrion

15th of Herdan, the year 926

Looking back I find myself wondering if staying with Father wouldn't have been so bad after all. All I've found so far are people who care nothing for those around them and only for themselves. I had no clue that it was so bad everywhere. I guess that our village couldn't have the monopoly on rude and evil people I just hadn't guessed that it was horrid elsewhere too. I sometimes wonder if i am the only sane being in this odd place called a realm. Perhaps Lord Luck would have smiled upon me and granted my father the good sense to dump his daughter on some nice, sensible, Polite young man. Then again it is my father and he wouldn't want is ‘precious' daughter to marry some goat-fluff brained ninny. My leaving before the wedding might not have been the brightest thing I've ever done though either. I had no clue that my dowery was high enough for my father to fire hunters for me. I cant help but laugh at that. Too bad he also is now out those same hunters although I sure did enjoy the entertainment. One highlight however is that I've found a seemingly nice Inn out in the middle of nowhere. It on beautiful grounds with a lake and woods. I think that, if anywhere, I might find people half way sane or even intelligent. But that is for tomorrow's investigation.

38th of Herdan, the year 926

Well I was right about the Inn. IT seems to be called the Inn of the Weary Traveler which I must say seems to suit it very well. Never have I seem such an array of different people and creatures. The fights one would expect seem to be very few and far between which, again, I don't mind in the slightest. It seems that i might be quite content to call this place a home of sorts. I've even run into a few people that are very sweet and friendly .The one, Named Riven, intrigues me to no end. He took me to his home which he made from a cave in a nearby mountain. Never have I been so awed by the scenery of a place before. And inside I was to find another shock, stacks and stacks of books. So now here I sit, Surrounded by books and a sweet Gentleman who right now has given me free rein of his marvelous book collection. Perhaps my earlier assumptions that i would be better off in my fathers plans was wrong. I think I've found my place....

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