Diary of Vallarie Rivas

[newoa]

------Alicia Blade. Favored of Oghma. I wonder. The lady who fight by my side, braved the depths of the crypts to save others, attacked a Paladin today. Tomar Goodmannen. The exchanged words, accusations flew, it was like a hurricane. A flash. I remember saying something, trying to calm the storm, to no avail. Then blade met blade. Over words. Tomar no match for Alicia, even with Madison.

I pleaded with her, begged her to leave, to flee. I could not let it continue, I drew spell on a friend. She ran. I drew spell on a friend. It's ok ? She was smited by Tyr's Hand . No. I owe her. saved my time and again. I met her after, briefly, she wants to be friends. ???after what happened??? Honeyed words spoken, heart is heavy, guilt weighs on my soul.

[newoa]

A duergar at the Friendly farms inn? Patrons too drunk or ignorant to notice. Except the one waitress. I pray she forgets. Pheir. Why do you have to wear such gaudy things. Hopefully he is the only one remembered. Hunar, a former slave freed by some affluent wizard of candle keep. Desperation in his voice, we reclutantly agree to help. The crypts near baldurs gate were filled with vampires performing some ritual. We slayed them to the last. Naga's too residence as well, we dispatched them. All for some leprechauns game. Said we passed his test, whatever that means. I suppose he will contact us on the future, he didn't seem to acknowledge my aquantice with his former kin. He remains a mystery, divulging little except his distasteful Pixie fetish which my colorful friend has in common. Little men and their fetishes, yeech. Hunar, what to do with him. Unlike any dwarf I've ever met. No pride, no craving of gems, does not drink ale, subdued, and ignorant. He likely die without help.

[newoa]

Souls saved. Two souls bound to the dracolich were freed and allowed to pass on. Even master Dahl was moved. This fiend still lives as we were unable to put together a capable enough party to end it. We should do so soon, as it is able to mold fallen souls to it's will. It angers me still, reminds me of what was and almost came to pass. I shall see to it that it's soul is shattered broken, weak. I can imagine no worse fate for a being of such power.

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What we did was for not. Master came to me, told me of news. Master cannot lie, I suspect they are not dead. We must prepare ourselves for the worse. This being holds similar power to a demi-god. Allies must be made, powerful ones. Potential enemies made friend in a common cause. White dragons blood, yes! Enchanting weapons, focusing spell. I must tell master.