8 of Clubs.

While not a remarkable card, it's not particularly lacking either. Something about it whispers of potential, of something that can sway fate even if by only a fraction. This woman who drew it has a complexion not unlike my own, perhaps I should keep a close eye.

Bound and Thrust into responsibility

It's clear the Unbound was not ready to venture into Verdantine, people in powerful positions not even knowing the tongue without magical assistance shows a lack of foresight. Though this lack of foresight may prove to be a way into their inner workings. If I can find the cracks, I can slip inside and learn all this organisation has to offer.

At least there's entertainment to be found, Moze got into a rough and tumble with a rather uncultured Orc, the blows were shared pretty equally, though it was the scrawny farmer who landed the final knock out. More magic… Though I can't say it's not useful to have at my disposal.

Gold glitters, but does it buy happiness?

"You are Unbound"

Said so straightforward, as if a fact of life none can deny.

Gold feels just like any other coin, I thought it would burn through my skin or change me to be something more… worthy. But I am the same as before though I guess a little richer.

All this fuss over being able to afford basic necessities, the control exerted over Elves is… Strange. I'm unsure what pleasure it really brings to the Dragonborn, but I know they fear us… Them… am I them?

Something in the eyes of those I come across, tells me I'm not.

Goldtooth is similar, he is Dragonborn, he is noble, but he is less. Something about looking different, being other than is expected of you, perhaps I'll try to find a way to disguise myself for when I next come across kin.

Luxury and Lies

That bard chats up a storm, his voice carries over the wind in the trees and the sound of shuffling cards. The bottle of Joy we shared, I don't really understand why it's so coveted, it's got an odd flavour and an odder feeling. I should have just pretended to drink as I normally do.

I can't believe he nearly out swindled me, that last card he placed would have secured his win but he stumbled and I was able to flip the card he was placing onto.

He, much like Joy, appears to be an acquired taste.

I don't think I'll partake often.

Military Company

The path to Aaradans proved to be as treacherous as first assumed, with rockfalls blocking paths and Seldarine lurking in the shadowed treeline. The undead were a surprise.

Something happened in that hut, a haunting, hurting presence lingered there, grasping for my own heartbeat that threatened to beat in tandem.

The bone charm went quieter and Maman seemed focused on what was happening with what the others referred to as a curse?

There wasn't time to mess with anything like that, though they did it anyway. I could have been in Aaradans hours ago maybe even days on my own… These people and this cart, they slow me down.

Something tells me to stay though, so I do.

It's that same thing that tells me to help these damned militia men.

I don't think they saw my face when I gave the healing drinks, they gathered around me and it's possible they didn't even see my ears.

Either way, they proved themselves brave in standing their ground…

I still can't believe that card went straight though that creatures head! I'll need another 4 of Spades.

Travel by Torchlight

Gassot seems unbothered by my being an elf, I think he'd have more of a problem if he saw the rest of me… But Maman keeps me covered as we travel in the night.

He's weak but did his best to carry as much of his own weight as he can manage, it feels strange to be in such close proximity, physically touching someone without ill intent, from either party.

I can hear Moze's heavy breathing behind us, I should check she's well, she's important for some reason and as everyone saw, can pack a massive punch when in danger.

7 of Hearts

Some bath house this turned out to be, infested with fiends and constructs.

Before everything fell into chaos I found that Elion is more than meets the eye. That polite voice and tendency toward healing seem to be sincere. I needed someone to aid me in trying to swindle some nobles, he proved to be very observant. He's not the best at covering his feelings, but seems quite able in deciphering others…

He drew a 7 of Hearts. I find this to be very fitting and I wonder what has his heart so shaken. What has he lost? What did he suffer? To be so guarded and yet so open. A curiosity.

When Lily insisted on Queen of Hearts it was clear her interest in pleasure and love were purely for control. After all a Queen has no need for real love when she can force submission. I was glad to swipe that grin from her face, how dare she speak of Maman.