The Diary of Gregar

High Sun 12, 1071 O.M. (Ten Years Ago)
I never much thought about my elven heritage till today. Sure, I could recite my mother's ancestors, but that was just a bunch of names. In Lander you just don't care much such things. Since the war began, however, I got enough looks because of mine ears. This afternoon my commander started talking about how Aethos-Vael always takes care of his own.

High Sun 28, 1071 O.M.
What a difference a couple of weeks make. I have embraced my heritage thanks to those others "That Walk Under the Shade." I am certain that the company will switch to the side of the Elves soon or later. I just need to keep my head down till our leaders do the right thing. My new friends have taught me so much!

Blooding 15, 1071 O.M.
We're doing it tonight. I shouldn't even write this down, but I will burst if I don't! I am sure that most of the Crimson Vanguard will drop their arms when they see that we have the upper hand. Amreth von Helritter won't, but most of them will. Don't they understand that Aethos-Vael must be given vengeance for the blood that they have poured out?!

Deadmoon 3, 1072 O.M.
They're calling it the Greenmist Forest Massacre. We should have done it months ago. This war will be over soon enough. Let the shade extend!

Wolf Wail 23, 1081 O.M. (Present Year)
I have infiltrated The Baron of Eisen's border guards. I am now gathering information on that upstart and his men. Fairly well disciplined for the most part. Brutal when necessary. He has elvish blood so who knows? Perhaps the shade will soon come to Eisenfluss Valley?