As I have spent some time away, now, I felt it was about time for another entry in this strange journal of mine.  This entry will be dedicated to my party.  We are a strange band of mercenaries, and I think we each have some interesting quirks, habits, etc.

First, let's look at Eddard, our human cleric.  Eddard is a rather... trying individual at times.  He is very stuck in the idea that he is a soldier.  It becomes a little difficult at times, especially considering the current state of our area's... "leadership."  Being a daughter of Ehlonna and Obad-hai, I never really understood the ways of politics and such.  I have, of course, tried and learned a lot about the theories and though processes involved, but it remains a large mystery to me.  Eddard is usually a very quiet individual, unless something against his beliefs is challenged.  This has been a bit of a driving rift lately, mainly between Forrghk and Eddard.  Myself and the other two members of the party are doing as much mediating as can be possible for now.  It is important for us to be united right now.  I, personally, have very few problems with Eddard.  Trully, I know very little about him as a person.  He speaks Celestial, as many clerics do, and I would guess it was a bit of a shock to him to find that I, too, speak the language.

Robert is a human scout and a bit of a scoundrel, if I do say so myself.  Humans seem to act that way much more often than any other race I have come across.  Robert appears to be a little moreso than any other human I have met so far.  He is a young man and seems to speak before he thinks at times.  From what I have gathered, he also falls on the other end of the "lawful" spectrum.  Again, it is something that confuses me.  I cannot understand why anyone would set up this... this "law" and why when it is set up as a thing to be followed... why someone would desire to go against it.  He can be a little overbearing at times, but I don't necessarilly mind him.  Again, in the time we have been together, I have learned little about his personal life.

Then we have William, a human who calls himself a "duskblade."  I have never come across something of William's nature before.  He is a very logical being, sometimes a little more than I enjoy.  He seems to be rather adept with both magic and a blade.  It also would seem that he and I share a knack for getting ourselves injured in battle.  However, in the beginning of our most recent adventures on this wretched island, he proved himself to be by being the only one to come below deck of our sinking ship to rescue the animals trapped down there.  He was very brave and very true to father Obad-hai in coming below deck to aid me in releasing the dogs, horses, and even two trapped gryffons.

I wonder where those gorgeous beings have gone off to...  They are very intellegent beings.  During my stay in the mountains I met a nesting pair.  Very intellegent beings indeed.  It would not surprise me if they remember both myself and William for getting their cages unlocked as well as returning their precious eggs.  Gryffon eggs are very precious.

But I am getting off my original track.  After William, we have perhaps the most interesting member of our little band.  Well, he is the most interesting member to me.  His name is Forrghk, and he is a half-orc fighter.  He stands over a full foot above me and probably weighs at least twice my own body weight.  Being a half-orc, most write him off as nothing more than a brainless meat-stick, good for fighting and ordering around.  In fact, I must admit to thinking much the same things myself at first.  I had never met an orc or half-orc before joining this band of mercenaries, but I had heard many tales of pillage and rape and murder.  These things were not at all things I desired.  Since most orcs and half-orcs are described as "barbarians", I was very nervous upon meeting Forrghk.  I, personally, have not had a good past with barbarians.  However, Forrghk proved me wrong.  In his eyes, I saw no malice, and certainly no stupidity.

In truth, I have found something else entirely in Forrghk.  Something that I'm not sure I'm ready to find again.  And yet, I can't seem to help it.  He and I seem to get along better together than we do with the other members of the group.  It's very odd in many regards, and at times, I think the conventions Forrghk and I seem to be breaking may irk, confuse, or maybe even shock the rest of the party and the camp around us.

Yet somehow, that doesn't bother me.  After all, I'm a bit of a paradox in and of myself.  A druid born a full-bred elf from two druidic parents, and only eighty years old and adventuring for the past... oh, at least sixty years of my life.  I have never stayed in one place for very long, and have seen very little happiness in my life.  However, these are all things I do not care to disclose at this point in time.  Perhaps a tale for another day.

And with this, I will leave you.