Today the whole group of us, Belethion, Pigeon, Alex (the gunslinger), Cerlonis (the hot lordling), Vickland (the 1/2 elf boy), Krull (the slimy 1/2 elf), Corpse-Eye (the Ranger with Cerlonis), and a preacher of the One God, we went to the town, but I went right to our house. I had hoped that it was all some horrible dillusion and that mom would be at home baking like she usually does when I'm gone all night. Instead the house was just as I remembered it. Beat all to hell with that damn phrase burned into the wall. a dusa zakaj a dusa.
The others found a guy wandering around the village. He's really weird looking with black dreadlocks and he's just got a weird feeling to him. Belethion says he's not the one beind any of this. His god can tell him when someone is lying or something. The others believe this, but still don't fully trust the guy. His name is Alaric. I can't really say I blame them.
Corpse-Eye thinks he tracked a person going from our house to the village. There they found bodies in every building. They were defiled and mocking the symbols of the gods.
Mom wasn't among the dead. I don't know where she could be. Tracking this maniac is our only lead. I still can't believe that Elf is my dad. He seems sincere in his quest for Mom and all, but someone needs to remove that stick from up his butt.