It has been a rough couple of days.
Firstly, our three native guides turned on us and initiated an ambush that killed Leradon and one of Corlathir’s men as well. While we were able to fight off the rest of the men, it has lead for great sorrow and tension here in the camp. Thanwin is taking it harder than anyone, for it was he that Leradon sacrificed himself for. I have done what I can to comfort him, but I am afraid that this is something that he is just going to have to come to terms with on his own. Corlathir has grown quiet and even more determined to reach our destination, and we have sat up talking to one another for a few nights now while we have guarded the camp.
I am just glad that we still have some of us to complete the mission. This is a hard and unforgiving place. The men here are not like other men, and some of their eyes send fear into even my heart. I pray that we are able to help them… but I also pray that I am able to defend myself if need be.
