Role

Chapter 17

Dear diary,
Its been a long time since I wrote in you, and just jnow I realized, I never
made my diary known. I can fight heroes now, but I am beginning to be depressed
in truth, all these items of great magic I cannot gain for the rift, because my
magic is not felt to these creatures of strength, and my physical abilities are
tested too thoroughly, I am not platinum. I gather as many items with lesser
essences of magic for study, but exactly what do they study of the magic, that
I can give 20 robes, and they do not tire of them? I will have to research that.
I have also led a few strikes on teh village for the head, I think that has not
been too amusing for the villagers, they have pushed nexans around thoroughly.
But again, there is little an army to rouse of our own, nexans slumber in a fitful
fear induced sleep, and the village army marches in packs. I cannot explain how
often I fight two or three of them at once, and it is worse when their commander
is with them. I am only one svirfneblin, even a rock can crumble with enough force.
I must break their will before I break. Also the maran are really becomming upset
by myself, they have been in power most, and have felt me more than any other.
They do not understand, and call me evil. Well I do suppose I help strengthen at
that time the more negative and unholy aspects of the forces, but they are really
the evil people then! I will struggle on.