A lot has happened since I last wrote in this journal, but I’ve been a little busy. I discovered that my wonderful uncle was planning to kill me to steal my dragonmark. I just happened to overhear him speaking to a stranger one night about his plans for my future. Now I have to find out just who that stranger is and who he works with. He must at least have some connections; the steed he rode into the compound on was a magical beast. It simply vanished as soon as he dismounted. Not many people have that sort of mount, now do they? Sadly, I decided to leave the house in a bit of a rush and lost my bow and other equipment, but I did have my dagger and this book, the two things I always keep in my belt. Of course, my dagger was only a small help against the three goblins who tried to mug me! Of course they wouldn’t listen when I told them I didn’t have any gold, but I did manage to protect myself and get a hold of one of their crossbows. After taking two of them out, their leader ran off. The two I felled only had 5 gold pieces, but at least I survived and got my hands on a crossbow. I remembered that dwarf, Red McReks, I had met a few years ago in the market. He seemed like the kind of person who could help me, and I’m fairly certain Uncle Tagard doesn’t know of him or that I’ve ever even seen him. Luckily I found him without any other incident and hid out in his shop for the day. That night, Red brought me to his favorite hangout, IronRoot Hall and got me some food. Unfortunately, as we were finishing up our meal, I noticed one of my Uncle’s men come in the front door. When Red noticed me slouching down to avoid notice, he spoke a quick word or two to his friends who then helped us get out the back door without being seen. Of course, the door led out into an alley that was a dead end with the only exit blocked by two more of Tagard’s men. Luckily they didn’t notice us, so we were able to get a bit of a surprise on them, but the three of them were too much for us. Just when I thought I was going to be taken back to certain death at my uncle’s hands, Two showed up! She helped us fight off the men, although she was rather confused as to why they had even attacked me in the first place. We returned to the tavern after dragging their bodies down the alley and taking what we needed from them (I got a longbow back!) where we discussed our next move. Since Tagard was sure to be having the roads and lightning rail watched, we decided to head out the east gate of the city and cut through the Nightwood and skirt the southern edge of the forest.
Early the next morning, we headed to the East Gate of Korth so we could get through before the guard changed and they knew there was a price on my head. Of course, I didn’t have my papers with me, but the guard was agreeable enough with just my Mark as identification. I think someone saw us go through the gate, though. We made fairly good time that day, despite an encounter with a dire boar, and were just getting ready to set up camp for the night when we were attacked. An elf set his two dogs on us and tried to use Two for target practice. Poor Two took the brunt of the attack, but with Red’s help and a few lucky shots, we took him and his dogs down. The real bonus was that he was carrying a magic Hunter’s Bow. After that, we got to settle down and a good night’s rest. At least, I hope it will be a good night’s rest. We’ll see what tomorrow brings!