At least I was found…

on November 13, 2013 in Mia's Journal

Well, I was dancing in the room trying to keep my spirits up and a group of men found me. I was quite embarrassed to be found in nothing but skin but at least I was found.

 

I am unsure about the group that found me though I did decide to join them. The group seems to be followed by death. From what I was told, they have lost four which is a bit worrying and makes me wonder how we are going to get out of here.

 

I hope that I stand a better chance with these men than I did by myself in here.

 

These men are a bit funny. My pretty face removed all doubt about me joining them which I find rather silly but at least it worked to my advantage. I did not have to do any convincing in order to join them. I have been told there is another back at camp sick and I pray that he is smarter than the party I have met so far if not, we are doomed.

 

Shortly after joining the group, I witnessed a rather large human named Jack get killed. The party was unorganized and I believe that their past few days are effecting their decisions. The fear of traps led them to destroy  a door that could have been closed to prevent Jack’s death. We stood a better chance with the dumb brute than without him.

 

The group views me as a pretty face and I intend to keep it that way for awhile. The group needs a morale boost desperately since they lost so much. It sounds as if they have endured much hardship down here. If they continue to let grief cloud their judgement, none of us will survive.

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