Prologue

So apparently everybody started writing journals about themselves, this journey, us and many other things I am sure. I mean it's not like I know what they're writing about. It's meant to be private. I definitely did not find out about this by spying on people at night when we usually go to our separate rooms. We're just really close...Okay? I figured it out on my own.
 
Dear diary, today I started writing a diary, yes you should feel special. A lot of things started happening for me since I left home to find more about this world and bring joy and happiness to whomever wishes to listen to my singing. Firstly I encountered, not that far from my village a man named Heron. I met him at a tavern(obviously), although he doesn't really seem the kind of guy who talks much and fits in the usual tavern atmosphere. Anyway, I got to know him after he saved my ass from an angry group of people who weren't too fond of my political views. Apparently this whole village was on their side, so we quickly found ourselves running from a bunch of armed furious peasants. Or at least I was the one running, Heron fought some of them bravely so I decided I should at least try and repay him for helping me by inviting him into my voyage. I know how this sounded, but he accepted and we went on becoming very good friends. I usually get the food, ale and rooms we sleep in for free in every tavern we go and he helps me stay alive when I accidentally get a little bit to friendly with somebody's woman. It's not like they (the girls) don't enjoy it. Perhaps that's what enrages them mostly. Heron also told me about his family and his goals and we both figured I could help him improve his standing and maybe one day he could reclaim what was once his, or at least regain his honor.
 
Somewhere along our journey, after a good amount of walk to a city in the southern parts of Worania where we haven't been yet, we found some very interesting characters siting and not really doing anything apart from making sure they get by unnoticed (mission failed I guess, ha ha). Sensing an opportunity to enlarge my stash of stories and legends and my circle of friends I persuaded Heron to go meet them. I also took a couple jars of ale to greet them with. On my way to their table I found myself outrun by a male dressed in white robes and carrying a small bag, probably filled with books. As Heron knows I never give up, I manned up and joined in the conversation while trying to make my best impression. I think I failed, seeing the two girls slowly trying to ease out of our hospitality, so I had to try harder. I never know when to stop, do I? I think I overheard one of the girls mentioning she loves meat, or maybe I was just lucky, I don't remember. Anyway I ordered some food for everybody (yes my purse and Heron were probably screaming at me). And that's were it all began. Love at first sight. True love. I've never seen anyone eat with so much passion and appetite. We spent the evening chatting and exchanging stories and overall having a good time together. The white dressed guy stayed with us. He was alright, smart and full of stories it seemed.
 
One of the girls was a dark-haired elf (I always knew elves were blonde, but looks like I was in for a treat), she called herself *holds breath* Nernixis Ibryiil-Aellavansar. I guess long names never got out of fashion for the elvish folk. She is a sorcerer capable of controlling aspects of nature and shape them to her liking. She also thinks I'll sell her and her friend as a slave. Firstly I don't encourage slavery. Secondly I don't think I could beat her in a fight. And lastly I am too afraid of even trying that.
 
Her friend was a fire-forged girl, and no it's not another one of my cheesy pickup lines for redheads. She really is made out of fire. I KNOW! She is the one in love with meat. I don't blame or judge her. Everybody has their guilty pleasures. She calls herself Verfys. A perfectly short and nice name. She is a really nice and beautiful girl, a bit shy but that's what makes her cute. She is a fighter, and a good one at that, just like Heron. But she has a more agile and graceful fighting style compared to Heron. Verfys and Nixie come from beyond that great barrier in the Southern sea. There are also kingdoms there with people made of fire, ice, water and earth. It surely sounds like an amazing place.
 
The priest looking guy is Talion. He is a wizard from Ionolia who lost his mage status for interfering in a liberation war, by the looks of it, in Alomir. I don't think what happened to him is fair, but what can you do. These are the rules there. He sounds like a good person, although I couldn't help but notice his lack of happiness. He always sounds like he has the whole world upon his shoulders.
 
So this is the new group I'll be traveling with for the foreseeable future. Who knows what new adventures we will live through.