Love this image by Ralph Horsley!
Much has passed since I last recorded my thoughts and I must say that I am struggling to remember most of the events which have occurred in the last few months. I am recording the brief patches which I can recall here today to clear my thoughts on my Malady. Perhaps it was Vilmas Tea or maybe Jorns concoction was poisonous after all. (Rumor has it he did kill Immil after all) Whatever the cause ever since Peque returned to the Dragonborn I seem to be plagued by a recurring vision of an enraged dwarf warrior whom rages into battle often just as I am about to join my fellow travelers in the fight. I am all ready to battle and then bam I am immersed in some strange vision of a mad dwarf kicking down doors and running through skeletons. I feel this is some strange initiation into the Hall of the Valiant by Kord himself, although this insufferable dwarf is most certainly taxing my confidence in my choice of Gods to follow, his courage is most impressive.
I am growing fond of my fellow travelers even the dwarfs whom until now seemed to wave the flag of all that is good and just. It makes me smile to think that Jorn is perhaps a little less goodness and light that he first believed. I bet Immil was surprised, perhaps next life he will not be so fast to banish a warrior elf that could have perhaps saved his life. (chuckle). I digress of course, the real Jorn would never have killed Immil, however it does amuse me to ponder the possibilities. Almost as amusing as watching an Eladrin and a human rogue keeping company like they were long lost cousins. Rescued by elves, befriended by elves, healed by elves, there will be no stopping Theren soon as he will have more elven friends that human ones.
I spoke to Keyenna when she supplied us with the remedy for Theren’s Swamp Fever, even her knowledge of healing shed no light upon my strange malady. Although I am very grateful for her remedy for my friends, Keyenna still has me questioning her convenient appearance as we approached Harken village. Even fellow elves have my distrust these dark days. Particularly, as it was not long after our meeting, that I was once again taken into the madness of a dwarf taking on a skeleton army inside the local inn at Harken Village.
It will be interesting to see what the others can share with me about the skeletons in Harken Village.