Old Diary

"I'll try to write down quickly everything that's happened. I awoke in the middle of a burning building. There was no time to look for the diary, let alone read it. I ran towards the voices I heard, and got into a big battle. I'd barely figured out what was going on, when a very strange group appeared. They helped me to fight off the assassins, and then got into a quarrel with each other, right in front of Lady Jamandi. I still hadn't had time to read the diary, so I couldn't understand anything that was happening. I somehow made up an excuse so they'd leave me alone. The strange group split into two parties, and set off for the Stolen Lands. I'm staying in Restov for now. I haven't made any new contacts. And I still haven't figured out your old ones..." (a hand-drawn cloud weeping drops of rain stands in the place of a signature) "You silly goat, YOU RUINED EVERYTHING! I ran off my feet trying to find a way to the Stolen Lands, and get my hands on the Disk of the Eclipse. The expeditions organized by Jamandi would have been perfect. I'd hoped to use them to find reliable companions, who could be talked into accompanying 'Kaessi' to Sorrowflow. And now here we are, still stuck in Restov — because of you! Couldn't you have simply asked to go with 's group? You could even have gone with Tartuccio. I'm sure that smug gnome could have been gently steered in the right direction. But you refused, and now I don't know what we'll do! The Swordlords are running wild looking for spies. I'm just sitting tight, hoping not to arouse suspicion. But all this inconvenience hasn't been a complete loss. Interrogations! Oh, and it was Captain Kesten who personally came to interrogate me. How could someone punish me so, sending that delicious man to press his questions? I bet myself that I could make him blush in under three minutes – and I won, of course! Ha ha! Ah, yes, our new contacts. You are unlikely to need them, considering your fecklessness, but still. Kassil Aldori, a half-orc Swordlord. He accompanied 'Kaessi' when 'she' came to introduce herself to Jamandi. A boring idealist of little interest, but he was friendly enough. He obviously has nothing against tieflings – presumably because he's a half-breed himself. Kesten Garess, captain of the guard, a tall human male, with dark curly hair. He's looking for spies, and doesn't seem to suspect 'Kaessi'. Linzi, a halfling bard. Round face, chestnut hair. Kept getting in my way. Unreliable and irritating – you'd get along marvelously, I'm sure. Thankfully, she left with the expedition. Tartuccio, a gnome wizard, overly fond of the color purple. Funny, I liked something about him – probably his business sense. He's in charge of one of the expeditions. Jaethal, a pale dark-haired elf. A spook with a scythe. Always turning her nose up as if she's a queen, but elven queens don't go on expeditions in backwaters like this. Harrim, a dwarf. Shaved head, black beard. Don't come any closer to him than an arrow shot, or you'll die from the gloom. Valerie, a human. A fighter with a horrible blonde haircut. Mmm, Valerie! I'd gladly pay some dragon or evil wizard to catch her, pluck her out of her armor, and keep her in a cage for six months, taking care that she doesn't abuse her hair. I might just play the dragon or wizard myself! Amiri, a barbarian with a sword the size of a kitchen table. A funny sort. Left with the expedition, along with everyone else. , a male . Forget what I said about Kesten and Valerie. – That's the one to catch and make blush! Addition: silly goat, we finally got another chance to get to the Stolen Lands and seek the help from my contacts from the above list. If we switch in the meantime, don't ruin everything again — please!" (a hand-drawn flame stands in the place of a signature)