Eglain

While i write this the storm is above me for last half of a day, without any source that could take away boredom of waiting under the bloody rock of the ruin till the flood of the sky passes i use this old journal of someone who is very mopey about the woman he loved, then he cheated on her cause he was drunk (like that never happened to me), wich made him take next caravan to nowhere to escape the womans husband.

Jonn stretched out his limbs, preparing for his first morning constitutional in far too long. It had been some six weeks since receiving the injuries that required him to recover for so long, and he had done his best to heed his elf-healer's orders not to push himself. The rest was necessary to make sure he mended properly, but when he tried hefting his large shield and felt how much heavier it seemed than before, he realized enough was enough. It was time to start getting back into fighting shape.

After stopping the envoy from reaching their destination we returned to Ost Guruth and there we happened upon more we have now named companions, Estenthel and Vaedairon have taken to aiding us. Both of whom we found within the keep of the Eglains.

It has been a week since I arrived at the Eglain encampment in Ost Guruth, and through aiding in their daily tasks, as well as assistance in eliminating local warg packs an orc raiding bands, they have granted me an audience with their elder. A wise man, whom they hold in high regard and knows much of the land's history, he confided in me a lead, a possible source of the expanding corruption in the woods.