Rinleeze has agreed to stay on at the mansion, protecting the late Professor's daughter with his life. The rest will return to Harrowstone after some healing and sleep.
We are a company of six men:
- Brother Phiroz Iraln of Caliphas (a black friar of Pharasma);
- I am, after all, a man like other men but gifted with a love of science, scholarship, and devotion to the goddess of death, the mother of souls.
- Mstislav (a warlock with a pet dragon named Tecsok (Tea-chalk));
- Somewhat reclusive, but altogether competent, Mstislav is an enigma, but one that I would always want beside me in battle, and frankly not a bad conversationalist, especially under the influence of fine spirits.
- Gregor (a man from the most noble of professions, a grave digger);
- Gregor's logic is admirable, and on more than one occasion has proven himself wise in the way of choices that matter. I shall keep his advisement under advisement.
- Antony Toral Gregorio II (a determined paladin of Luminares);
- I can only assume from my scholarly reading in the old religion that he means "clarissima mundi lumina", the world's clearest light. Thus I must inquire whether he is a follower of a moon goddess. Either way, his righteousness is nearly infectious, and it is inspiring to be in the company of such a stalwart defender of faith.
- Mel (an inspiring if not quiet bard)
- I have moments when I forget Mel is there, but then suddenly feel inspired by his... er, what exactly does he do?
- Urgilash (a deathwish barbarian);
- I've met his kind before. He presents as strong, protective and helpful, but in a pinch when confronted with death--he chooses death. And frankly, my goddess wouldn't advise me to meddle in his quest to join her. I shall, instead, be supportive of his noble mission, but as we Black Friar's often say, "not this year, not yet".
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