I regret taking this assignment. Not because it’s difficult, the work is easy, the students are good, it’s just…
These people vex me. They insist on causing these…stutters in my mind. Everything comes to a grinding halt and the world goes fuzzy and it becomes hard to focus. They claim I’ve done things.. terrible things. One even showed me a cursed arm. That feels like my magic.
But how could I cast a death curse? I am not dead. Yet I do have six scars along my chest where the cursed one claims to have stabbed and killed me.
Why did the order bring me back? What have they done to me? I didn’t want to consider that they used me but.. I heard about the captain. How the Paladin muttered words and seemed to cloud his mind. What did they do to us? I need to speak with him I think. Somewhere between us answers lie.
At least I managed to get a spell on animating the dead. A spell that I witnessed working. I am one step closer to my former glory.
Despite my unease on the order I just act like nothing has changed. No suspicions. I need to gather allies.
I miss you more than ever, you’d know what to do.
Always yours,
Valdis