[Characters] Private Musings of Evelyn the Swift

[Sir Alex]

[Sir Alex]

Dear diary,

I have seen the darkness pressing in all around us and the impenetrable magic that blocks our retreat. The only direction is forward. What will it take to hurry these others along? A late army never wins the battle, and I fear we will be late to the Grand Event should we tarry here discussing tired orcs and whatnot. Gods above, grant me patience. I begin to see why I have always traveled alone!

Love and kisses,
Evelyn