Bill the Priest

Today, our group has fallen into the hands of our enemy, willingly. We've come to a strange time in our journey. Our hearts have fallen into evil. Donim has left us to our evil ways. The elf and I have had some trouble adjusting. The men don't seem to like us, and I don't blame them...

I haven't decided if I'm going to stay yet. I feel the evil in me taking over the good in me. I mean, I've always had a bad attitude, but I never thought I was an evil priest. Maybe I'm turning to my earlier days of dark magic. Something has changed in all of us. I think it's best for me to just hang back until I figure this out. It could be useful for me to try out some dark magic, just to see what it's like though. I feel obligated to stick with my group, and I would rather be on the stronger side. My face is too known to try and redeem myself. It might just be best for me to go along with my companions and make the best of this. I'd rather be evil and protected than good and in fear.

To make this day even worse, I haven't had a bite to eat. These goblins eat their meat like beasts. Maybe I can earn my place here by working as a chef.

I better put my journal away for now, I don't need these men to tease me about anything else.

Bill

Donim Behr

Today I wanted to make a difference in a town that I once heard stories of in my bedtime stories at night, But I failed. I have not lived up to the ones that I looked up to. I hope that they are not looking down too disappointed in me. My conpanions were swayed by the power of the evil ones with the wolves. I tried all I could to save them. I am disappointed in myself for giving up, but being faced with attacks for your own people I think that you would too. I get sick to my stomach everytime I think of that evening. Everyone went to the side of that evil man... even my beautiful dwarf. Oh she was so fine, so lovely. BUT SHE DESERTED ME! I know that a grown dwarf like me shouldn't cry but thy small binded papers shall not let slip these secret to which I entrust it. I still cannot believe how she treated my affection. She...did not care for me like I her.
          Two of those traveling with me the theif and the male elf, when it was realized what side everyone was on, they attacked me. Stabbed and shot at, I ran out of there. relucktant to leave my friends the preist and the elf, but they would not listen. How could I stay? They would surely kill me. However, I am now wandering alone and bleeding. I am hungery, and I long for home, but I know that I cannot go back there either, for there is nothing for me. I shall trudge onward until I reach a place where for I may be needed now, as once my companions needed me, and still further as my family did.
                                                                                          -A sad and hurt, Donim Behr
       

Bill the Priest

The mystery is solved. Someones been pulling some shenanigans and here we are to save the day. Quite honestly, I'd rather be eating. This stuff is way over my head. What has happened to my simple life? What has become of my days of solitude? I've become too old and fat for such adventures.

While my companions are morons, I've developed a sense of loyalty towards them. Except for those wretched beasts that killed innocent monks. I've been sleeping with one eye open. I fear they will come for me next. Only, who else is going to cook them delicious meals? The giant seems harmless enough, for an idiot. The female elf, well, who could resist a beautiful lady like that?! There's something strange about her though. I don't like the way she sings to things, it's against my religion. Her cousin on the other hand is awful. I don't trust him one bit. I keep my distance as much as possible. A couple nights ago, we slept in the same room, alone. I shudder to think how easily he could have killed me. The two dwarves seem to be in love. Disgusting if you ask me. There's been this sneaky little guy following us around. He's obsessed with trinkets and money. I check my pockets every night before I go to sleep.

I have lightly tapped into some holy magic. I can produce light with my staff now. I feel my self getting stronger and more able every day. I am confident I will do great things one day. The elf has some sort of healing power which has (unfortunately) been useful in our travels. I'd rather we not need healing, but I do greatly appreciate her work.

I must be getting tired. The light on my staff is waning and I can feel my energy failing me. I best be off to sleep. I sense another long day tomorrow.

Sincerely, William

Donim Behr

mmm.... dear sweet small book,
                 Yesterday was a good day, I had fun watching our stand, Liliana's Family Jewels, and pretending to be asleep, as well as helping to find out and catch that nasty theif. Day by day I grow to like Deorita more and more. She is so beautiful and reminds me of my mother. They have the same singing voice. ;) She is very smart like my mom too. I wanted to purchase her a lovely ring yesterday but alass, there twere none for sale that mine measly copper Pennies could afford.