* a small notebook, bound in tan leather with a brass clasp *
My name is Polly Kelter, I used to live in Waterdeep and worked as a maid for an elven wizard called Damier El'estri. Now I'm lost down here in the dark where no-one is ever going to find me and it's all been a terrible accident...
* a portion of the page is smudged, as if someone has tried to blot up water droplets *
.... being pulled into the swirling light - I couldn't hold on to the sides of the mirror any more and then I found myself in the dark. I have to thank Master El'estri for something I suppose - he always said to carry a knife - taught me to use it too after that trouble last year - so I had that, at least, and the flint and steel were still in my pocket from where I was setting the hearth fires. I managed to strike a light and wandered the caves for what seemed like an age before someone found me. Praise be to Chauntea that it was a scouting party from Sanctuary - the alternatives don't bear thinking about!