30th of Alturiak, 1376, Year of the Bent Blade

Today, I left the monastery. I met a couple of adventurers that were willing to travel north with me, so that I can learn about the ki connection to Asmodeus. During dinner, a wood elf joined us.

We left town, as the townsfolk were afraid of me. We took turns for watch and during mine the townsfolk started banging a gong and yelling "Raiders!" I feared they were coming for us, so I woke the others. After a time, it appeared that they were in danger and we rushed to see if we could assist.

The town, which was on fire, was run over by tiny dragon men. One had stolen a child - which was not right at all. We defeated them, and I saved the child. I do not even believe the mother was fearful of me when she retrieved the child from me.

The innsman invited us to stay at the inn for the remainder of the night. I believe this is a good town, Grom, and I should like to see it again.

 

P.S. The townsfolk said the tiny dragon-men were kobolds.

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