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Message: <blockquote data-quote="(contact)" data-source="post: 924253" data-attributes="member: 41">Great Delve 89 Eleasis I hate Arabel, and don’t mind if I never see it again.  Bitzfit, for her part is maddening, and refused my gift of a magical cloak, claiming that she does not accept gifts from people of my reputation.  My reputation!  She claims to have it from the mouth of both Bern and Chance that I am a being of low moral character.Low moral character, indeed.She should beware the dark cliffs of the Delve, for I would not climb alone to recover her corpse.  Accidents do happen, after all.19 Eleasis We are back in Storm’s Rise, and on the morrow, Selise, Aree, Bitzfit and myself will return to the Delve.  We hope to re-join Merkatha and Maktar Jai, then explore the Southernmost end of the Great Cavern, and discover which clan-burrow awaits us there.  I never thought I would say this, but I really feel at home here.  The air is most often cold enough to put a layer of ice on any water left out overnight, and the simple food agrees with me.Bitzfit notwithstanding, I am coming to really enjoy the company of my other companions, and we are starting to find some real wealth here.  I have commissioned a hat of disguise that I intend to present to Merkatha.  Perhaps it will be sufficient to make up for past transgressions, and cement the bonds of friendship between us.  It occurs to me how highly these others value friendship, placing it above all other considerations.  Certainly, this plays to my advantage, as a wealthy infernal can have no shortage of friends!The Lady Tess has gone missing, probably fled in disgrace.  She left no word, but seems to have taken her seneschal with her.  Likely, she searches for relatives or other nobles who will shelter her in the South.  Selise is worried (due to all the goblin activity in the mountains) that Tess may have stumbled into an ambush.It is interesting to me how important the lives of the noble class can seem to one another.Tomorrow, we go back into the Great Delve, and shrug off this twin yoke of Politics and War!  Like a novice on my first foray, I am tantalized by my dreams of what is to come!Undated entry(Written in a clumsy elven script)Fernal died.  We said a short prayer for his soul, but in truth he had no god.  The gnolls ate him, and left no remains to bury unless you sift their sh-t.  I commend your soul to whatever fate you have earned for it Fernal, and Kiransalee willing, I will avenge your death as I avenge my own suffering.-- Merkatha</blockquote>

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