Fascinating things

Kyzzick has told me about so many things of this world, but seeing them firsthand is so much more exciting. With these people I have been able to do incredible things. We have raided a crypt and born witness to ancient magicks I have not seen before. We raided and slaughtered a band of hobgoblins, and later managed to survive a night attack by some sort of giant and his pet.

For the first time since I was forsaken I have felt the desperation that comes with imminent death. This is different though. It is exciting. These times are different. The magic I call is beginning to change as I learn more about it. All of those years of study are coming to fruition now. Kyzzick seems pleased as well. He has always told me that great things were in store for me, and only now am I truly beginning to believe it.

On another note, I have come across something on our last excursion that interests me greatly.

A mask, heavy with magic, it feels dense in my hands with power. I spent a great deal of time

teasing out its nature with Kyzzick. My companions seem to have no sense about magicks of any

sorts, and I think with this item in particular I would prefer it that way. It will be a most valuable

asset. I gave the mundane armband we had also found to Arren. I would prefer to stay in the

favor of this group as I can, as well do I grudgingly admit that my survival is tied to theirs.

I am brimming with excitement in anticipation of these coming days. I pity those in my path.