Been travelling with this darn Zhentarim Merchant Companies wagon convoy for a few days now, and I wonder why the dream was so insistent that I do this thing. It has not reappeared since I took the steps to get on this trail.
I have been watching the folks that form part of the group. Some are in for hard lessons. Spoiled rich kids think this is the way to show off. Poor folks hoped to get clean space away from the slums of the city.
There is no one out here to save you if you fall afoul of the wilds or whims that nature has tucked away in areas like these, not to mention the evils that pursue the innocent and the gullible.
I will do what I can to help. Where I can. As I follow the calling revealed my dreams.
May Silvanas protect me.
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Mama Nina's Diary - Borderline Dead (Complete)
FantasyAfter the tragic demise of her younger brother, Nia Dirgefeather severs her ties with the city. She succumbs to a mysterious supernatural compulsion to embark on a journey into the untamed Borderlands. In the wilderness, she meets a group of diverse...
