May 1, 1132: Hello, my name is Linameri Seraphyn and I am a paladin of Bahamut, the Platinum Dragon of justice, nobility, and honor. I’ve been summoned from Winterhaven to Fallcrest to assist in one of his temples, but I was not told why. It is a long journey but I should be able to handle it on my own. I am to report to Grundlemar Stonefist, but I do not yet know what my assignment will be. I’ll be leaving in the morning.
May 4, 1132: Today I finally arrived in Fallcrest. The journey was much more uneventful than I expected. Fallcrest, however, is quite a large and amazing city. It is divded by a huge fissure that runes east to west. From what I’ve heard, if you want to sail down the river you have to own two boats to get past the falls. That’s apparently why it’s called Fallcrest, too.
There is a goliath at the toll both that I believe is taking bribes. I’ll have to look into that, later.
I met Grundlemar today. He seems… kind of off for a dwarf. His hair, and even his beard, are completely unkempt even by dwarven standards. He seems almost fanatical in his devotion to Bahamut, though I believe he is well-meaning. The room I was assigned is extremely tiny and bare. I might just rent an inn room if I have enough money. Other than that the city is nice. I’ve been to the blacksmith shop and met Teldorthan Ironhews, the keeper. he said he could make me some interesting things if I brought him the materials. The blacksmith is directly connected to the tailoring shop and run by an Eladrin woman named Meriele Aelyn. She had some very beautiful dresses and robes which I may purchase later, but I have little gold right now. I did take an account of what they had that could be made for future reference. I am running a bit late and need to meet the Lord Warden of the city.
The guards here seem really powerful. I got checked three times on the way up to the Warden’s manor. The dwarves seem like they are the elite guards from Hammerfall (or is it Hammertime? I can never remember). They don’t seem to really care about the other non-dwarven guards in the manor. Honestly, I feel like I am an inconvenience for being here, but I was ordered here.
Well, I was asked to wait in this room in the manor and have been sitting here for about an hour. I don’t know what could be taking so long. A short while ago they brought this shackled tiefling in here to wait with me. I don’t know what she did, but she doesn’t seem like a terrible person. I tried to talk to her, but they wouldn’t let me.
Another has come in. Looks to be an Eladrin, maybe a wizard? She has a weapon, though, so maybe a warrior or a paladin as well. Actually, I think she’s a half elf. I guess I’ll find out later. I just got called in.