3rd of Limestone, 683
After two weeks of boredom I already miss the adventuring life. Travelling the wilds with my companions, battling beasts both terrible and venerable, being hailed as a hero by the peasants. The danger, the excitement! Ahh, how I miss them.
About a week ago I head rumours of a ettin lair to the northwest and decided to find my old companions and see who wants to go back to adventuring.
