I don’t know how we did it, but we made it to Gracklestugh. I mean I really don’t know how. We lost so many companions, Turvy, Ront, Shuushar The Awakened, Buppido, Jimjar, it seems unbelievable that I made it, of all people.
The person I was before I was captured seems like a stranger to me. What was she doing? Flirting with Rahman, going out to parties with Aida and Padma? If I had known what was going to happen I would have told her to learn something useful. Learn to defend herself, use a sword, speak Undercommon, or forage for mushrooms. Anything! I was so useless. But now, maybe I’m not useless anymore. I’ve killed people. Unleashed devastating magical energies that I have no idea how to control.
I’m afraid, really. It’s like I opened a door that maybe I shouldn’t have and I don’t know what’s going to be coming through next.
I’m alive, though. Was the price, whatever it is, worth it?