Just a quick glance at the thoughts of Ilan.
Journal Entry- I have not recorded anyhting in a journal before, but it feel right to document the events that have happened. The event that took place in the Korvosan streets needed to be understood, so I will try to better understand it within these pages.
I never quite understood the beliefs of others in regards to dieties, until I was struck by the absolute evilness, of all that which is cold. As I observed the maelstrom of heroic small dragons fighting off the hoard of ice mephits over the skies of Korvosa, I was given an insite of obviously dietic proportions. I saw the outnumbered little dragons using the heat from their own tiny bodies to protect the city from the malicious attentions of those foul ice demons and came to see what the god(s) were really attempting to show us. It was so simple, it amazed me that it took so long for me to recognize the truth, perhaps my memory loss has something to do with it.
Any how, I feel that the image was divinely granted to me to set me on this path. I feel that it has become my reponsibilty to spread the flames of life. In this I realized that I have been gifted with some control over fire. In fact I am sure that I will discover more about this gift as I learn about myself. Watching those little dragons fall frozen to the ground sent such a fire of rage through me that I apparently burst into flames. It felt incredible, though I could feel a wildness attempt to surge out of me, but I kept managed to keep control. I used this inner fire to burn down several of the ice imps and with my companions Doak and Li, managed to turn the tide. Though we all suffered some form of injury, (though my inner fire reduced mine), I could tell that my companions also have an inner fire, perhaps I can even learn more about myself from them.
So I have never met royalty before, the queem looks just like any other human female that I have encountered. She was dressed all in the cloths of mourning, after the recent death of her husband. She did make us (a collection of different individuals from Korvosa as well as farther realms) into her diplomats to some far little town called Sandpoint. I am curious as to why she would send strangers away with such a task, when half of us are not even her subjects. She was grateful when we returned her broach to her, but the fires inside of me made me feel ill at ease, as if something were wrong. . . I will think on this more.
So now onto my companions. We have decided to travel together as the queens diplomats, perhaps this task will open other doors for us.
Scotty is the male halfling. He is never without his flute and is quite talented at making noise with it. Other people seem to enjoy the sounds that he creates. He is partially responsible for going an getting my cart back after Li took it. I think that I can trust him.
Anna Swiftbrook is the female halfling, as far as I can tell there is no relationship between them. She appears to be quite excitable and has a strong blood thirstyness, though this maybe some manifestation of her inner fire. I have also seen that she is hungry enough to steal moldy bread from a man’s pocket while Scotty is performing. She bares constant watching.
Kristov is a priest of some diety. He is a young man who will strike down those who have offended his diety with fire. I feel that I can work with him.
Doak Thunderskull is a young, hearty dwarven warrior out to see the world. He showed his skill in the fight with the ice imps. He is couragous and burns with a heroic fire. He is also level headed and I am sure he will be most interested in my work as a scribe as I spent much time on dwarven archetecture and engineering, I feel that I could probably discuss the matter as a sage, so he should be thrilled to listen to me.
Li Quan is a young Chelaxian who is entirely devoted to the wellness of the body, mind, and spirit. He is a dunderhead who takes peoples carts and posessions without permission, though he did pay me back in compensation for the loss of my items. He seems to also follow his inner flame, and therefor could be useful.
Further note when we arrived at Sandpoint, I introduced myself to the mayor and offered my services as a lecturer on matters ranging from dwarven engineering (Doak seemed to grow weary of the topic during our ten days at sea) to mating rituals of bats. She agreed, but was no ware to be found when I gave my lectures. They did go over well with the towns acadamians.