from the Journals of Morningstar 776 Series C, Warforged Wizard
by Richard Smyth
CHAPTER FIVE
Date: 25 Vult 996YK
As I play chess with a former officer in the Breland Army, one who fought on the Cyre front, I notice that Elmiri is with the leader of the orphan band that attacked me the previous week. I see them glance over at me before wandering off. Later, Elmiri returns, and it isn't long before he asks me about the Lord of Blades.
"Who?" I ask.
"The Lord of Blades. He's a rebellious warforged who is building an army in the Mournland, east of here. Have you not heard of him?"
"I have heard whispers at the camp, but nothing more than that. Why do you ask?"
"I thought maybe you were a spy or something." Elmiri's face turns red when he says this, and he looks away.
"You thought? Or your tall friend thought?" I replied. Elmiri stared for a moment at me before running off. He didn't accompany me that night to the campsite, nor did I see him again until New Year's Eve.
