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A Quest Of Madness
I have travelled with my companions for months now. I have fought by their sides and shared many adventures. I had thought it odd that we were so often attacked but I have become accustomed it. Indeed they have saved my life many times and I have come to share in their freindship and their quest.
But now I must question the nature of this task. I understand the incredible power of these shards, especially as I carry one myself. Because of this I have always been wary of the reason for this search. Why should such power be gathered into one place? It feels unnatural to me; dangerous.
Being trapped in Jacques' dream has only confirmed my worries. It was unsettling learning that this quest was not begun by a god, but by some unknown entity. Since the lose of Islan's shard, we are aware that there are others seeking these shards as arduously as we are. To what ends I am not sure, but judging from past experience I have little doubt that these others plans are very very bad.
Jacques dream further unsettled me, for he seemed incapable of understanding the destructive soul of his goddess. A god who creates such beauty in the midst of a poisonous desert is not a god one should trust. A mind that toys with set-up of nature is surely unstable. Gods a already fickle and unpredictable to begin with, why add insanity to the list? Yet Jacques would awaken her and bring down her maddness on all of creation. Worse, becuase of the shard he has almost succedded. Whatever it is that our enemies have planned seems to be no worse than the damge we ourelves are capable of by simply carrying this shards.
NOw I am beset with greater worries. Why are we on this quest? It seems are are only gathering the shards to keep them out of the grasp of the people guiding Theronady and Lanathar (I know he involved in this somehow, he would instist upon it)I also fear to fully trust my companions, they are too willing to believe what they are told. Finally, I dread to think of what I might of done by carrying my shard. Yet I know I cannot give it up, that would be exactly what the enemy wants. So it seems that we must contiune our search and hope that we are the lesser of the destructions that may come. But one tihng is certain, I will not turn these shards over when they are found. Who could we trust with tjem?

Associated Regions: Kharse
From the journal of Anwar Fin Jorag

Contributor: Erica Marks