Kazsandra's Journal - A New Beginning
I'm writing this journal in hopes that it may lead me to find out about myself. To find out who am I and where I came from? The memory of my past has eluded me. By writing things out perhaps I may learn secrets of my past that can help me remember.
The first thing I remember is waking up cold and wet on a sandy shore. I couldn't stop myself from shivering and all I wanted to do was to go someplace warm. I was discovered by some halfling by the name of Jeets and he offered me a place to keep try in a nearby cave. There I met up with some cleric called Celimas and with the aid of some warforged we ventured deep into the cave fighting off the large lizard like people they called sahuagin. I couldn't fight too well with the weapong that Jeets gave me, but at least I was dry and out from the cold.
At the end of the cave we came upon a secret entrance to the back of some building. There I parted with this trio, but not before equiping myself with some armor that I found in a chest. As I opened the door to the outside I shielded my eyes expecting the bright sun to blind me as my eyes were accustomed to the darkness of the cave. Surprisingly, the sky was a dark grey, but even more shocking was the fact that it was snowing! Although I didn't know exactly where I was, it just didn't seem to be right for it to be snowing at this time of year. Apparently the villagers I saw seemed to have shared my same sentiment.
I walked around chatting with some villagers to try to get some more information. Most seemed to have great concern of recent events with the snow, but also rumors of a dragon! I came across several that requested my help. I was exhausted, cold and hungry. I just had to stop to rest first before committing myself to too much. I found a tavern close by and inside I went.
The tavern was quite busy and finding a table was difficult. Fortunately one was available. I caught the eye of many of the patrons namely the men which some smiled and others whistled. I dismissed them like I dismissed the cold that I left outside. Eating some warm porriage I was soon requested to share my table with others. A couple of halflings, a drow elf, and rather large warforged not to mention it's metallic dog. These folk seemed kind enough and soon I was introduced to them all.
The warforged, Olugis, seemed a bit strange to me. Was it because he was a warforged? Because of his strange metallic dog? I'm not sure. He carried with him a very deadly looking crossbow so I didn't want to agitate this one.
The drow elf, Faerneth, I found very comforting to be around. I'm not sure if it was his gallant nature or the stories of his own battles of righteousness, but there was a certain aura about him that made me feel very relaxed and comforted.
One of the other halflings, Nexulus, is such a loveable person. From the moment he first said hello and introduced himself I thought he was just adorable. Odd thing with this one though. Often times in his discussion he makes mention to things like the state of death and even undead! I find this very strange, but Faerneth seems to be quite put off by this halfling with his fascination for the dead. On top of all that, Nexulus seems quite frank and calling the warforged by "ugly" rather than Olugis. I'll have to keep an eye on this one.
The other halfling, Kalberion, seemed to be a shifty fellow. He seemed rather quiet and to himself. By no means is he unfriendly. Only, when compared to Nexulus he seems rather mellow and reserved.
I talked about some of the discussions that I had with some the villagers and asked if these others would care to help me out. I'd be willing to share anything that I find of course. They all willingly agree, even the dog seemed eager to get started. Off I went with my new "companions" to help some of these people out. If we're lucky, we may be able to find out more of where we are. I for one semed to be renewed after that rest. Like an energy from within my body coming to life. It's a strange feeling, but then again, this is all strange.
The events of the day has worn on me and I must rest. Strange things happened to me that I can't quite explain. Perhaps this has something to do with my past? I'm not sure. I only wish I knew more. For now, I need to rest and write more of what happened in the morning. Even though I've been fortunate enough to have these companions with me, I still feel very much...alone.