Pool Of Radiance: ECL 5, Osiris Eloah, Elf Wizard, (Generalist) 5: Journal Entry/Bio 1

By the GODS! Have my prayers been answered? Have we truly escaped the undead plague? It appears so. The stench of rotting flesh has faded considerably to give way to the smell of clean, open forest air! After a brief discussion with the Cleric, I am positive we are no longer tied to the wretched city; I can only hope that the other survivors received a similar fate or were put down mercifully. Now I must focus and find my path for who knows what dangers this new land holds in store for me and my party. Speaking of party, I noticed that the Archer Darkshelm seems a little "different" then before, but how I'm not quite sure. No matter, as long as his arrows still ring true to the target, that's good enough for me. As we follow the Cleric to the closest neighboring town I can't help but notice how familiar this area seems to him, as if he has been here before. I often find myself thinking of my beautiful homeland of Aerenal a somewhat Kingdom of the Elves. Over time I found Aerenal more of an illusion of what once was and simply longed for more. It was then I decided, despite the strong objections by my parents, to see what the rest of the world had to offer. An opportunity to create my own path and choose my own destiny not wait, like so many others, to have their lives determined for them by the gods or worse, at the tip of some beggar’s dirty dagger. So with a weary heart, and heavy backpack, I left with my trusted familiar Mortis and began my slow march to what I trust to be true self-discovery and arcane perfection. And thus, that is how I found myself with this group of adventures, more diverse in nature and personality then the snowflakes that make up a thundering avalanche! We have been through so much and expect there is much more to come. As reach one of the poorest villages I have ever seen, the Cleric takes some time to talk to the local Man of Healing. After a brief dissuasion we head to nearby tavern were we discover that the town has been besieged by local bandits that have started kidnapping townsfolk for who knows what. As a "protector of the less fortunate" this is something I cannot allow. Fortunately for me, my companions feel the same. After make a copy of the wanted poster, we take a few moments to formulate a plan. In the middle of this we are interrupted by a Dwarf and a Human. After talking to the Human, we find that they have been sent to rid this area of the bandits and bring them to justice. Well I have no problem adding to more warriors to the group, as long they can pull their weight!