It is with great sorrow that I take over the writings of this, my mothers diary. It is all that I have left of her. I salvaged it from the flames that were created when that horrid mage destroyed our home. I go now to report the fiend to the conclave, for the renegade that he is!

Gods forgive me! Today I have become both a woman and a murder. I have not yet even left the forest that surrounds my home. A man ambushed me on the trail and had his way with me. Is it custom for men to fall asleep so easily and so deeply after having his way? Maybe this one was just not very bright. During his slumber I took from him his knife and plunged it into his back, he never even woke, and never will.

Maybe there are no gods left to hear me! The journey to the conclave is much longer then I thought it would be. It has been months since I started out and still I have a long way to go. I also fear that I may be with child, one I have no wish for! I pray the gods take it from me!

I fear that my heart has become as black as the temple that I am in! My prayers were answered and my baby taken from me. For on the rode in front of me appeared a temple of Chemosh. Here I am now. My baby taken from me still unborn and I nearly lost my own life as well! The cleric that trends me says that I shall never bear children. At nights the dread lord appears in my sleep telling me it is him I should follow, that the gods of goodness have left me. He tells me it is not him that has taken the life of my future children, but them, for punishment of my ways. I fear that they have, for I am now a murder twice. In the morning I will leave this place of darkness.

My evilness has once again shown itself. I am to weak to travel by foot, but could no longer stay at that place! So I took that which was not mine. Some poor farmer is this day without a horse. I fear that everyday that passes I step closer and closer to a dark path. I fear the good gods have forsaken me, somehow seen the evil that lay in my heart!

Finally I have made it to the conclave! Tomorrow I will tell the mages of the fowl mage that has destroyed my life! I only hope I am allowed to be there when they catch him!

The good gods I once knew have really gone from me! He was there! The one that destroyed my life! He sat with the mages, a smirk on his face as they heard my tale! They did nothing! He has become one of them it seems! They said he took some test, that was all the punishment he needed! He took some test! Granted he was much changed, he looked frail and week, but my mother lays dead in the ground! And what of my life! He stole it from me! It is no surprise to me that he wears black robes! I will not give him, nore the dark lord that haunts my dreams, the satisfaction of following him down that dark path! Although the good gods I once knew have left me there are others I can follow!

It has been almost a year since last I wrote here. I can say finally that perhaps I have found some measure of happiness. I have new friends, a new life. I left the conclave and made my way to Morning Dew. There were many there, like myself, that life has treated unfairly. A group of them took me in and have been teaching my how earn a living for myself.When I first got here I had nothing. I was trying to steal some dinner when he found me. Shade he is called here. None of us go by our real names, for fear of those that can use it against us, such as the mages! They haven given me the name Chase. A funny tell how that came about. I was not good at my new job when first I started, but fast on my feet. So although I was found out many times I was never caught. The guards got to know my face though and when they saw me would begin to yell 'Give chase, Give chase!' and so the name has stuck. Unfortunately they know me to well, and so I travel tomorrow for Kalaman. Thanks to my dear friends I now have the skills to survive on my own! I hope to one day meet them again.