I Kilborn was living out my life on Haven. The White Horses were acccomodating enough. On a whim I undertook a mission with a new recruit I found Kratior or something. We ventured through the forests of shadows and encountered a pack of wolves. One of our allies died in the battle and I scraped by with moderate injuries. I managed to strike 3 wolves with my lightning breath and helped take down an owlbear. Kratior and I brewed a potion to relieve Weary's exhaustion. Later we found the survivors in a goblin's lair. Battle ensued, I managed to kill a crossbowman with magic missles however my life painfully ended when the gobins charged through the corridor stabbing me with their scimitars.
