Sabet, 21st of The Grand Harvest, 1326 :: I have returned from my journey, and this entry will simply be an account of the places I visited and their locations. :: Kal’Urguan: X -410 Z 360 :: Elvendale X-500 Z 1060 :: Kal’Menor X -600 Z 1600 :: Town of Woodburo X -1410 Z 1560…

Joma, 5th of Malins Welcome, 1324 :: “Twiggie!? I smell twiggie! :: “Pointy eurs?” :: “Take down this wall, dis gonna be firewood”, I hear one of the Orcish duo say. :: “I must retrieve my journals before they raise this entire place to the ground”, I say to myself under my breath.

Joma, 6th of Malins Welcome, 1324:: My home is gone and the High Prince Native is responsible:: Was I simply negligent, living so close to the borders of Orcish land? Where the green reaches; there lies Malinor. The sands expanse; the no-mans’-land; so I thought at the time. As dusk set I made to return…

Ahad, 15th of The Deep Cold, 1324:::: Most of the stone is now gone. The warmth of the wood reminds me of Laurelin. I plan to visit there again soon. ::The forest may have its share of monsters, but I learnt today that it has blessings among them too . Not far from my dwelling…

Irba, 25th of the Amber Cold, 1324:: Today started as any other day does; one wakes up, nourishes the body and then proceeds with attending to the domestic chores and such the like.:: The abode progresses well, although the stone is not to my liking – the price one pays for living in the security…