Helthir finally returned my good dagger, the one I’d left with him in Stranglethorn the other night. He sent a painfully brief letter along with it, too. He said something about Aelvern needing to see a doctor, and that he had last saw him at Sunsail. After I read this, I spent all of fifteen minutes determined to ride straight to the other end of ( Read more... )

It’s been a rough couple of weeks. I’ve been through a lot since that fight in the Exchange. A fight I honestly don’t remember a whole lot about. What I do recall only comes to me in little vignettes. Such as Penwyn’s ridiculously large axe smashing into the lawn. Llevelys, his ghoul and the threat of plague. He also said his twin brother would ( Read more... )