[The following notes are written on loose pieces of zurkhwood parchment, tied together with a string and sealed in a rothe bladder. They are kept hidden under the mattress of Jaden's bunk in the Watch House.]

7 Eleint 152

The old man told me I should start a diary while I was still young, but I almost never did what he told me. I should have started a long time ago, but it would have just been taken anyway by some Tigereye thug looking for magics to steal. They always thought I had something magic on me, like elves are just born with magic or something.

I wonder what those Tigers would say now? I'd like to see one of them try to thump my ears todark! This time, I have a blade made of real steel, and I'd have it on their ear faster than they could get their hands close. You don't like pointed ears, you say? I'll cut yours into squares, how do you like that?

Lower sure has changed alot since I lived there. It smells awful, I don't ever remember it smelling that bad, not even when all the drunks would come out pissing themselves after a good Fight Night. And how long have drow been living down there? I remember when an elf with his head covered was as good as dead. Now I don't think I want to be in Lower without my head covered.

But who cares about some stinky wet drow down in Lower, I killed three! Three! Three squid-heads in less than a tendark, and two of them with smashed brains! Those two were for Tika and Kepler. I'll need a mountain of squid skulls before I can pay them back for what they've done, but I got my start on it. I'll probably never get a chance like that again, but at least I took it when it was there.