Role

Chapter 6

I've found the High Priest of Eil Shaeria. He's...agreed.. somewhat to help
me form an elixir, but he demands his payment first.

I've grown troubled by his shattered mind, and hearing of Gaspares fate makes
me wonder if I will reach the same end should my becoming be successful.

I've decided to take to writing more so that I can look back so to speak and
rejuvinate my consciousness in the days to come. With so much to do I must do
what I can to mitigate the chances of falling into a madness spurred by the
undeath.

I've also been reading of the days of old within the empire. So frustrating,
the empire has become a shell of its former self. Gone is the vision of our
great leaders, instead, we have visionless bloodthirsty drow and acolytes of
Emnon, devoted to hoarding treasures.

So much is taken for granted and the empire has lost sight of what victory
is. Should i not be able to remedy this in my current capacity, I may have to
take alternative measures.

The young blood in the empire is eager for change, the old cling to their
demented ways. We need a catalyst.