I have lived in Sanctuary all of my life but it is time for me to truly and finally experience it all. For twenty-seven years I have focused on my studies and worship of the Stern within my family's household. I am still but a girl at this age, but I have grown restless and entrapped by this city of the Underdark. Thankfully, my parents are understanding and I am grateful to them. Today, from now on, I shall seek not to protect just my family and home, but my city.

And so today I walked the streets of Sanctuary alone, without either of my parents or my older siblings at my side. If I was going to protect this city and gnomekind that dwell within it I would need to do as an independent individual.

After performing some minor jobs with many of Sanctuary's citizens, I returned to New Dunwarren to purchase my own, proper set of armour suitable for a servant of Ironhand. It was a wonderous piece of banded mail, clean and polished to a brilliant shine. Alongside the armour I also acquired a proper weapon: a warhammer.

Onto the flat face of that hammer I etched the word "JUSTICE". For that is the only thing worth fighting for: justice, gnomekind, and the teachings of Gaerdal Ironhand.

The state of this city is even worse than I thought! Undead rising in zhurkwood factories, temples, and the mausoleum! Small beholders gathering in tunnels beneath the city! Gigantic Chosen rat men run amok in the sewers!

Granted, most of the worse trouble appears to be in the Lower Sanctuary, but even if people do not consider Lower Sanctuary to be a part of the city, the threats are still near!

With Gaerdal Ironhand's blessing upon me and my hammer of justice in my hand, I had managed to, at least, resolve the issues for the moment. But I cannot help but think that I can only provide a temporary solution. This city is sick. It is damaged. And it is in great danger.

I cannot think of any one way that would resolve the problems plaguing it, but I can do what I have trained to be: constantly vigilant.

But is one gnome girl enough? Even though I am confident that I am in Gaerdal Ironhand's favour, it is foolish for me to think that one mere gnome girl could keep an entire city safe.

No. I cannot protect this city alone. But I will not have to. I am not alone in my wish to keep gnomekind and the people of this city safe. Just yesterday I met a good Paladin of Garl Glittergold: Sir Drudo Roligimblinger Terunipil, a very charming and good gnome who is truly an example for us all to strive towards.

But two gnomes? Also not enough. An organized forced is needed to keep the city safe. Thankfully, such a force with a truly noble goal already exists: The Greycloaks.

Perhaps I shall bring up the subject with Drudo next time I see him.

The gnome men in this city... They are so... First Sir Terunipil and now Mister Rimferrin? Really! They sure know how to flush a gnome girl's cheeks rose pink!

Something terrible happened today. The Sanctuary orphanage was bombed. I helped to carry water to put out the fires but despite my effort and those of other good citizens two poor girls were lost in the flames.

A note was found somehow implicating the halfling pirate Plopilibop who has been terrorizing the merchants of Sanctuary and done so many other horrible things.

Later on when I visited the Crone, I ran into a foul, insulting kobold! I would have justifiably smited him right there and then but I imagined Cyrus would not appreciate the mess.

But even worse, the kobold was working for Plopilibop who had apparently hired it to keep the Crone door closed and people out while she was attending to some business inside. Plopilibop claimed she had nothing to do with the orphanage bombing and there was even somebody there to confirm her apparent alibi.

This Bloodreaver, as Plopilibop referred to her as, turns out to be a worshiper of a God who embodies senseless war and destruction. Oh, Gaerdal Ironhand forgive me for my ignorance and naiveté! Though, I suppose, this Bloodreaver is more worthy of suspicion and not necessarily distrust. Perhaps, however, it was still a wise thing for me to have taken the Bloodreaver's word regarding Plopilibop's alibi. I do not doubt that, even with the Ironhand's blessings, I would come out the better in a fight with that Plopilibop.

Despite this, however, I still made an enemy of that halfling. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but I warned her that I will at least have some part in bringing her to justice for the crimes she's committed against Sanctuary.