And many happy returns...

Dear readers, I am back.

I must apologize for my sudden lack of posting, as I was in hiding for the past two years.

My running from the Order has lead me far from anywhere inhabitable and north into the frozen wastes.

Not much happens up here, I spend my days reading tomes full of arcane magicks during the day, and I scavenge for food during the night (the moon is waning.)

As of now... I have had no luck in my search for the cure for my inner puppy, although my advances in blood magic are quite strong.

I have yet to master summoning the Blood Golem, but I have made great progress with Blood Worms and these child sized creatures called Satyrs. There is this huge expanse of power in the universe, and if I could just learn to harness it, I would be able to cure my Lycanthropy and summon Rethilmere back from whatever plane of existence he seems to have disappeared into...

Back to the frozen north...

It's cold. Barren. And seems to be devoid of others of my kind... or you know... anything at all... other than this small town, I can't find anything for miles. This place looks like a truck-stop in the middle of a white desert... with lots of trees...

I will begin recounting my adventures to you over the next few days, I wish I could type it all for you now, but I must disappear into the woods before I am spotted, I will probably try to establish some living space among the humans within the week, its too cold out, even for me.