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
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