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Journal of a Former Something, Volume 6
TehLulu
As I reached Kramoroe, I ran into Sergeant Urg of the Isles' Guards. I quickly told him what I knew and bid he be on his way quickly, as would I. We parted, he for the Isles to warn Lord Tyrion, as the Isles sit dangerously close to Orc lands, and I to Oren. But I ran into one more acquiantance on the way. A man named Dalejin. We had scarcely talked, only exchanging a few words on a pleasant basis before, but still I liked and trusted the man. I felt he could be trusted. So I told him what I had to say This proved to be a good idea indeed. It seems Dalejin is a close friend of the Queen. So off we went to Oren, to find her and her guard and warn them ourselves... But...we could not find any of them. Not a soul of use in the town was there. I felt my wounds again, and knew I had to leave for Laurelin before something happened. I left Dalejin to deliver my message, and headed back. The Wizard was gone from the Isles, as I expected, so I didn't even stop. I arrived in Laurelin again, after a time, and collapsed in my house. Well, I assume I collapsed. I blacked out, you see. I woke up there many hours later. When I was lucid again I went out to the library to begin some work. But I ran into Lafthi on my way, which was good luck as she has not heard of the plot against the Queen and the Orcs yet. So I went into her office as she took care of some business, and here I wait. I can only hope she returns soon, as I feel that journey has taken more of my strength than I originally thought. I will continue this journal once I have informed her of the situation.