[Settling into the peaceful ambience of "Le Chaudron-de-Feu" tavern, the Warden cracked open the pages of the worn out black journal, uncorking the inkwell and placing it on the wooden table aside, with the determination and wish to once more, put his thoughts to paper. As before, the majority of the journal remains completely blank, it's pages containing naught more than signs of wear in forms of faint yellowed stains and tiny paper tears. In addition to previous basic information regarding various flora, ingredients and herbalism recipes, a great deal of new, far more complex brewing formulas is now added to an already meager collection.]
29/06/769 BCWell, it appears that the Lands of Mist now have one less menace to deal with. Who would've thought that a single aboleth could wreak havoc in such a large scale... Lucille deems that its brethren will potentially arrive and continue the unfinished .. - Perhaps so, time will tell, but at least for now, duty lies accomplished. The Councilor presented a rather.. disappointing persona, and that itself is an understatement. But what did I expect, it is Dementlieu, nothing is as it seems on the first glance around here. What is done, is done. I am more than glad and eternally grateful that my Guardian has seen me through this without harm.
-Acquire more financial resources for herbalism ingredients.
-Pray for both him and her.
-Repent daily.
Leonar Arndon