The battle plan has went well so far, however I have this lingering feeling of fear. Not like the fear from Venumbra, true fear that racks my body and makes me question myself. I have found a new sensation that counteracts this feeling. A feeling I gain from small things. Trinkets, small creatures, things people say. I think this is joy. Vulkrem called our group something that made sense to me that wouldn't have before. He said "This is the closest thing I've had to a family in a long time". I think I'm starting to see what he means.