Prologue

[Kolvar Syntrell]

Kolvar opens the door to the inn and looks around with a mildly amused look on his face. "This place looked a little better on the outside. Oh well, good enough for some food and drink."

He makes his way a small table and sets himself up in the corner. He pulls out a ratty old journal and beings writing into it. As time wear on it is quite certain that Kolvar is oblivious to his surroundings as hours pass since the food was brought to his table and he hadn't touched it. He is seen furiously scrawling into the journal and humming to himself whilst doing so.