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Wanderers On The Fringe
Journal entry 1
Long have I traveled far and wide searching for answeres of the many questions I still do not know to ask. I followed one of my dreams to this hole. The reminance of what was once the renowned Thanindir. Now just a rather ominous Void borderd by a small inn. In the dark of the second night I stole awawy fom the quiet of the inn and under the full moon ventured forth to the center of the crater. Funny as it may seem I was not the only traveler desecrating the sanctity of what used to be the capital of all of the elven realms. It made me feel a little better of what I was doing. It was here that I met Jaques and Islun. The former a human monk of unknown origen and history and the latter a pompous and arogant half wit from The Temple Of Whispering Air. It is from this day forth that I no longer have to wander the darkness alone, for I have these two at my side. Be them ever so strange, in the end we shall defend each others lives and honor until undone by some horrible fate as is the way with all adventurers.

Associated Regions: Thanindir
From the journal of Dolartu Magmar

Contributor: Evan Menz