Ches 4, 1492 DR – The Wayside Inn

People are so stupid! I wouldn’t trust a random Drow in a caravan any more than the next person, but he obviously wasn’t *random* he was WITH A SURFACE ELF. If that isn’t a sign something is *different* about him I can’t imagine what it would take. And if you ever read this Robyn – don’t you dare tell me they’re right either! Cause they *aren’t*. You aren’t *like* them.

I can already feels the marks fading as I keep watch tonight. Will they last until Neverwinter? It was the hardest thing to do today, to let the whole group of them believe all those awful things about you. I wanted to shout from the wagon tops that you were kind and good and protective and I loved you. It’s eating something inside me to keep quiet and let it happen like this. I can’t get to Neverwinter fast enough.

A leaf torn into the rough shape of a heart is pressed between the pages here