Marpenoth 26th :: Year 152 :: 1374 DR

Been in Sanctuary about 2 months now. Not a bad place actually. The place is rife with intrigue and problems. Quite a few ways to make a coin, particularly for a new arrival. People seem to want to help you when you first get here. That dissipates later on, you have to stand on your own two feet at some point but it's certainly better than living as a servant.

I've been wandering out in the caves lately. I find that I enjoy the darkness. Must be my elven eyes, I think I prefer to be in an environment where I can see well and most others can't... it stacks the deck in my favor a bit. That's survival in a nutshell, stack the deck in your favor. Hit them from behind when they didn't even know you were there. Seems to be working so far as I haven't taken an arrow to the back of my head yet... Seriously though, chivalry in combat is for storybooks. Don't get me wrong, i'm not about screwing people over or anything, really, but if i'm going into combat or I have to kill something, why would I go and stand right in front of it?... that's idiotic.

Marpenoth 28th :: Year 152 :: 1374 DR

I'm going to change the names of a number of people here, if this book fell into the wrong hands I wouldn't want it to expose anyone.

A man approached me the other day with a proposal, within this proposal he said that if I was true of heart then I could accept it. What does that mean? "true of heart"... is everyone not true of heart? everyone does what makes the most sense for themselves. Even priests of a God that preaches giving, or healing, they are "selfless" because it gains them more favor with their chosen deity. If their deity didn't reward them for this behavior, would they still act in the same manner? I doubt it.

Anyway, I digress, this man, he came to me with a proposal, am I true of heart? I think perhaps that means, "do you agree with my agenda?" of course he didn't actually explain what his agenda was... Not sure about this one, i'm going to have think about it for a while.

Marpenoth 29th :: Year 152 :: 1374 DR

Have a few things to put entries in for this dark. I casted my vote for councilor today. I have to say, almost universally, I don't like any of the candidates, all politicians, all untrustworthy, and completely unamusing as well... But, I did my duty to my new home, I voted for who I thought would spice things up, I think i'll leave the name out in case someone is reading this. Maybe it was that head shot I took earlier, not thinking clearly because I voted for someone that is very not like the others...

Speaking of that head shot, woah, I got knocked out cold, came too and believe it or not, I haven't been able to really fight the same since. Must be a little tentative or something, some part of me doesn't want to get surrounded by zombies and be pummeled for some reason... No idea why...

Second of Uktar :: Year 152 :: 1374 DR

So, I think after my last whooping at the hands of zombies that I mentioned before, I think i've learned my lesson as far as my capabilities in certain areas. I think I have.... I am now more or less back to where I was as far as skill but I have diverged for a moment and taken a different route, i've started learning some of the arcane rituals. Fascinating stuff. I have a bit of a knack for it too. Kind of similar in focus to laying traps, or disarming traps as well. Basically if you screw up it can hurt. I most likely won't spend too much energy learning about it, just enough to be able to cast a few things that can aid me.

So I was approached, and I use that term lightly, they were basically trying to shake me down, by two men in lower the other day trying to recruit me for well, an effort that had no plan. They approached me in a wide formation, right then I should have drawn my blade, damn, again, another lesson learned. It didn't come to blows but this fool tried to command me to join him in "something" in resistance to upper... He said he was going to try and unite all of lower to fight against the occupation of the canal, etc. So I asked him a simple question "What's your plan?".... he didn't have an answer, he said that he wouldn't have a plan until he knew how many would join him. No vision, none. I told him to be a leader you needed vision, doesn't matter how many follow you, that the vision is what attracts people. That man in a nutshell is why lower is under the boot of upper all the time...

Uktar 7th :: Year 152 :: 1374 DR

So, I think I have to start picking my groups out better. It was a quiet night a few darks ago and I agreed to head out with a group to raid the gnoll camp. I should have known that it was a bad idea when the two individuals that were arranging it started talking about "the power of blah blah blah" and started telling people what to do. I would have ditched them but a few of my kin were there as well, I felt that I should continue to make sure they were alright. Well, needless to say, I took it on the chin. I was cornered by two crazy gnomes and took a serious hit to the head, was knocked out cold... You know how that goes. It'll take me a bit to recover from that one. The part that seriously angers me. Those fuckers stood there while I was fighting them, didn't aid me at all. Of course my kin pelted them with arrows, but the others, the ones with "the power" didn't do shit....

Needless to say, those humans were not deservng of my company and I will not be joining them again. I really do need to pick and choose my compatriats more carefully. No more evil humans, or at least if they are, ones that acknowledge the need for others when outside of the city...