Not so fun entry :(

A lot has happened and I pretend not to be overwhelmed. There is very little time to process all that has passed, let alone get to know more about my travel companions. For a time now, I have felt like I have been letting myself be carried by the wind, and yet my purpose in the world is still beyond sight. I know I am not alone in feeling this way. Sora Kell has yet to reapond what exactly bonds me with these other peculiar characters.
 
I cannot say I am thrilled to find myself again in Sharn. I see not much has changed in this place. The imbalance of power, corruption, and overpopulation is a source of its culture as well as its chaos. When faced with the goblins I let myself be overcome with laughter as I saw myself in them. I saw the pathetic, helpless, starving little thief that I was before I left this City.
 
I must not get lost in depressive thoughts. Who knows? Maybe I, again, was led here for a reason. Maybe this mark will tell me something. Maybe I will find a piece of me here. I should pay the orphanage a visit...