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The Adventures of Sparklegem

Uktar 19 I miss the Surface. I have been known as Sparklegem for too long. Soon enough, I will shed the title. I will ascend. But how? I've seen no progress. I must make progress. I will speak with the Seekers soon. I will begin adventuring again. I must get back into the field, out searching for that slim chance of escape. For that one clue to a Way that has thus far remained obscured.
Uktar 20 The Council has it's uses. I served amongst them once. Will I get elected again? Do I want to be?

Regardless, Lucibella Matterheim will be mine. I have written a poem to woo her. Maybe that will be enough? I must find a way into her heart!

Uktar 21 The bloodtraitor cut off my arm as retribution for his idiot friend's deaths. He will join them soon enough, in their mass grave. Already a lot of responses to my bounty. It is a lot of gold, but I cannot let this go unpunished. Every Urdlenite must die along with their Chosen friends for their heresy...
Uktar 22 I can no longer cast spells. This is a serious impediment. Can the druids help? We will see soon.

Uktar 24, 152 The druids came through. My arm is regrown, but more importantly, I can cast spells once more. This is quite the feeling. I forgot how much I love this feeling.

Later... Carl's a good friend. Got my arm back and everything.

Hastily scrawled Lucibella loves HIM!? No, no, no! This cannot be!