I woke at a place calling itself the Temple of the Clouds. ::It seems the events at Marienburg got a bit out of hand, I do not remember much and what I do remember is hazy. I must find a way to return to my men and to the band of the cockatrice. ::I have a problem. Two actually, It seems my powers as a Grey Mage have been stripped from me. The second problem is I do not know the date, or where I am . ::Questioning the monks at the temple has gleaned little information. These people have never heard of Marienburg, or even the empire of man! What kind of backwater is this place? ::The monks here have decided I am healthy once more and capable of venturing forth into this land I know nothing of. Strange names and architecture continue to baffle me. What is this talk of high elves, wood elves and dark elves all living in one nation? I have heard of High elves and Wood elves in uneasy alliances, but Dark elves? I am begining to think this is a dream brought on by black chaos magic. ::It is not a dream. I left the temple this morning, travelling along a road known as the Kings road, when a giant spider like the ones the Night Goblins ride attacked me and the wounds it dealt me are very real. I am hiding in a cave from the nightmares that prowl this area. ::It has taken me a few days to reach the City of Men as it is known in these parts after a helpful Dwarf showed me the way. However, as I arrived at night there was no one about, and all the inns I tried were closed. Odd. ::I was forced to leave the city walls. I was driven out by a band of thieves looking for coin, and as I have lost both my sword and my magic, I fled where they would not follow. I am now lost in a forest. It has been days. I have made it to a port town that I do not know the name of. Having looted enough coin from the bodies on the undead to buy myself a replacement sword, I am journeying into the land of the dwarves in the hope that a longer lived can help me. ::I had no luck with the dwarves. I was not allowed entrance, I headed back out into the wilderness. ::I have met a man named Dondo, who has invited me to stay in his village until I know what my next course of action is. ::I lost Dondo. We were making our way through a forest when I was assaulted by spiders. In the attack we were seperated. I am now alone and without a guide in the wilderness, taking shelter in a tree. Great. I have come across a road, on it was a recruitment poster that interested me. It was for a group known as the Shad’rin. I will have to investigate. ::I have made it to the Shad’rin keep. I am attempting to join. ::I was accepted into the Shad’rin, and on my first outing, who do I meet? Ulfvarr Stigandr! My old friend from the campain at Marienburg, I have advised him to join, and we plan to go on a hunt.