Worship of Shadina
I knelt down before my sleep upon the floor of my wooden hut, then started to empty my mind, ready for prayer. "Shadina, great hawk of freedom! I thank thy presence upon this world. I humbly request thy help on the following morning. I request of thee that my leadership grows. I need thy help to succeed in my calling. Listen to me, oh scourge of good and evil! Listen to me, light of the free-willed!" Finishing my short prayer, I stood up, ready for slumber.
Message to Advisor
Greetings, Draaghon, advisor of mine. I am here to tell you what happened with me during this day. I finaly began to train myself, after taking two days to scout out what's in this town. Regards: Arnald the mighty.
Arnald the mighty was found dead in Lady Fluke's dungeon. A more succesful adventurer, who didn't fall prey to the skeletal knights ploy, found his body. After clearing out the rest of the place, he brought it back, so they could bury it. Rest in peace, Arnald, who was a mighty warrior, but a fool.