Oct 2

Oct 2 Today was an especially cold day. Never stay in Halas again. The only bright point was I met a Master Brewer named Garsen who agreed to join our group and help us explore the uncharted depths of Permafrost. He seems to speak only in rhyme which is a bit annoying but his skill with weapons makes up for it. He said he has to keep practicing because he is writing countless books of Brewing Limericks.

Oct 3 Everfrost Mountains must be the coldest place on Norrath, and to make matters worse we were almost killed by a Mammoth that appeared over a peak. Tolan was almost slain but Garsen saved him.

Oct 4 We discovered underground caverns. The only thing more frightening than monsters is Garsen opening his mouth. I'd say, " I need to sit and rest". He'd follow with; "Do you really think that's best?" Tolan said, "We could really use a Cleric". Garsen replied, "Don't be a hysteric". I can't take it, can't take it.