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[Kay Velve'Niar]

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Journal Entry for Jun 3, 353

I have been here for a few days. I am not sure of the time, because they all seem to blend into each other, under the mountain, as this town is located. There is no outside light, and my eyes have had one of the longest breaks from the surface walker's blazing sun that I have ever felt, short of going back to the underworld. It is very easy on my eyes here. A comfort, to say the least, and a welcome relief during this quest.

I still have not found these answers I have been instructed to seek. I have asked around to the locals. I have poured through tomes. I have faced off in the garden all the elementals and the kraken and gargoyles. Indeed the city is guarded well, the very entrance protected by a lich. I have begun scouring the rock walls surrounding the city for clues, hidden messages, anything that may give me the knowledge I seek.

Soon I will begin going deeper. I will head into the caverns of demons and dragons. There may be an answer in those heavier guarded tunnels. Yet another reason I am glad for my drow training in the art of stealth. I would not want to wrestle with those formidable beasts. I doubt my drow crossbow bolts could do much damage. I would not want to resort to using magery alone against them, at this point.

I long to see my Telia, again. I wonder how she fares. This place is a place I would like to bring her, for it reminds me of the place I came from.

Usstan lle'warin ilta ji mzilt, ussta xukuth satiira bauth ulu burst. Usstan verve mir ilta wun ussta da'rex. Usstan ssinssrin ulu kyorl ilta grow izznarg xuil ussta dalharen.

[Kay Velve'Niar]

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Journal Entry for Jun 11, 353

I still, in my fumblings have not found anything leading to this answer that I seek. I have, by now, spent many days wandering these caverns. I ran out of food 3 days ago. I ran out of what water I brought with me last night.

I believe I am starting to hallucinate. I have not seen things, but last night I could have sworn I could smell the sweet perfume of my beloved Telia. Every corner I turned, she was not there. So I wander, desperately searching for the answers I need.

Usstan kestal Usstan orn kyorl l' jindurn d' ussta 'chev Telia, 'sohna, fol tangi. Ilta zigh wun ussta shar elendaren ussta menvis.

[Kay Velve'Niar]

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Journal Entry for Jun 27, 353

Usstan ulnar ghil.. wun nindol har'ol... nau niar... nau cahallin.. whol tangin.. Ussta xukuth jivviimen lu' Usstan zhaun.. Usstan tlun elggor...