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...Nyx be praised. We made it though the house of horrors, albeit with skin on our teeth. We decsended below, with the children, and we we're able to lay them to rest.

Dwark caused some trouble, almost getting eaten by centipedes and summoning a beaked worm. I got to kill it! And got some head pats for it too from Valos. I may be centuries old, but the affirmation is nice. Dwark let his wits get to him, and I realised we may have missed a few centipiedes after healing him after he got shot in the chest...poor thing. Nyx sent us on a trial, and he had no faith for awhile but my songs cheered him up.

Shortly after that Valos ended up in a pit, and I accidentally shot my bow..let's say Dwark did most of the work getting him out, but I healed him up just fine...and got a bit too close for my liking, since I've only been at arms length most of my life, I don't know if it was because Father Lynne wanted me to be safe or he had things in mind for me as I grew in the temple. Eventually we came upon a room, a sacrificial room of sorts. And we we're asked to sacrafice one of our lives. We looked for a way to escape it, and they summoned a horrid beast. We tried to fight it, but we knew it was not worth it. Sadly I was hit by this creature, and I think I might suffer from some bad visions for awhile...at least I have found some admirable companions to keep me company. After a bit of an obstacle, we we're able to just make it out. I couldn't heal everyone to full spirits but enough to start our next journey, even if we are scraped up. I just know I need to stay with these two if I wish to survive. I do not think I'll make it to the temple grounds as originally planned. As I sit here in the lawn of this horrid place, I am glad Rose and Thorn are resting well, not afraid anymore. I would have taken their ashes with me if I could, I would have loved to have to have them see the world with me. But they are with their family now, I hope. I don't think I'll be getting much rest as the sun crawls up...but I think I'll play some hymns to pass the time.

Yours,

Goddess Nyx below, I found myself in a pickle. On my pilgrimage to a newer temple, I found myself joined by my new....friends? I guess, a dragonborn and an Dwarven-Orc. Valos and Dwarc have been amusing to say the least...but I'm getting ahead of myself. We ended up crossing paths and finding a town boarded up, besides one house. There we're two children outside, in pouring rain, and I grew worried for their safety. They told us that the monster in their basement was angry and they did not see their parents or the baby sibling in some time, and partially for the babes sake, and to get out of the storm, I joined the two inside to rescue the family.

Little did we know we walked into a trap. Now as I sit with the ghosts of the children we thought begged us for our assistance, we come to find out that these two children died long before we got here, and the monster still lurks in the basement. Rose and Thorn are lovely children, and I wish they were able to grow into the person they we're becoming to be. They cling to me, and I can't help to grieve with them. I hope we'll be able to help them now, and save our own souls as well. This house is full of supernatural things, and I pray that Nyx grants us passage through these hallowed halls. I do not know why she has forsaken me, but I hope to prove my devotion to her....that ring Valos gave me catches my attention under the stove light...I can't help to admire it. My eyes are getting heavy under this pillow fort, and I must rest to continue this journey.

Yours,