The fact is if I go back to improperly titled Syral she is gonna kill me, and you know what? That fits in with this southern slop of a pillaged duchy that lives in a bubble of elitism and idiocracy!
So I meet a girl sent from Corellon, and she and I make beautiful music together, and then to save her I strike a deal with Miria. Miria dies, an enemy house takes Stormlit for questioning over the deeds of little Luc.
I throw my impressive presence into the mix (thank you very much) and the dwarf is added for panache. We go to get Miria, and then the boys wish to dog paddle to adventure against a massive seafood entree. After swimming, ‘hey, let’s dry ourselves with the batting of angel’s wings!’
This note Ahdi left, it would be an easy return to Syral’s chambers if I wanted, but for what? People in that house are cursed – I should know, being a warlock and whatnot – they are cursed like they wished for dark clouds.
Well I will have one more night’s stay here, and then find the nearest portal, to the big cities and the nightlife, send for Stormlit, and some of the LFD maybe…
This gesture is for you Lencia! Luc and Nethri were too good for you.