Session 92

Kara
I see him in my dreams as I nod off in the evenings, falling into the wind. I've dug another grave for him. We escaped from the underdark thanks to Allie, and but I long to be there, in guiltless slumber. "VadLash" is written largely underneath this entry.
Our trip from the camp to the tomb took only a night. Arya and Rainear ahead, me Gwenda and Allie the next day. We found the place occupied by northmen, who were then attacked by a frost giant as we watched them. The small band was outmatched so we helped. Frost giants are usually dicks anyways. After we sent the giant runnin, we talked peace with the northmen leader guthgut. He reminds me of more sensible northmen like Turid and Katla. I like these northmen. They eat together and share and respect strength.
Einar is here. Within reach of me if I so choose. I've dug so many graves to find him but he is a sick pathetic thing now. He sleeps all the time, Broken in some fight. I've told guthgut who he is and he has condemned Einar to death on my words and the proof of my wrist. I wish to wake him first. We have decided to heal him of the blood and invade his mind for anything we can use against the northmen invaders back in the city. It is more than he deserves. I wish cormag were here for it.