The nights are cool but comfortable on the borders of Cyre. Though we are on the eve of battle, I still find myself exhilarated simply from seeing new lands. As my adoptive parents never left their home city, I was not able to travel much until I joined the military. “See exotic realms, kill exotic monsters”...that saying has been quite true thus far, even though this is only the first time I have seen lands outside of Cyre.
We await battle in the morning. Against a force of undead, no doubt. Our enemy is foul, and robs the dead of their eternal peace by raising them for their army. It gives me great satisfaction to grant them rest once again.
My seargeant, a Goliath named Aukan, has asked me and the dwarf they call Sledgehammer to accompany him on a side mission in the morn. Aukan is a good leader, and I find a kinship in him due to his also being forcibly removed form his homeland. The dwarf has also shown himself to be competant in his duties as a cleric. Neither of them possesses the grace and intelligence that I do, but they are able warriors nonetheless. I have no doubts that we will overcome the foul army that lies in wait before us.