Max's diary

Settle down, they said. Find yourself a nice barwench somewhere, they said. Raise a family of miniature Maxwells. they said. No, I said. The road is calling. Adventuring is the life for me. And I set off on my own, no worries or cares in the world. One of the biggest mistakes I've ever made.

So then I bumped into Kitya, mere days from my outset, and was sort of adopted into her traveling group. (Alright, alright. I'm sure they wanted me to leave, but I wouldn't.)

We've been traipsing around this gods-forsaken country side for weeks now. There isn't any decent cover. The locals refer to the brush lining the roads as 'forest', but real forests have trees and plant life so thick you can't see the sky from 'neath them. Of course, all this boring wandering is occuring after we destroyed a bone daemon, after Rath slept with that forest creature girl, after I got attacked by all sorts of nasties in that horrible barrow, and after we made some serious enemies. Me, I prefer the low life. Quiet life. Life where I don't have to worry every night if people in black armbands or certain druids I've pissed off in the last down are coming after me.

At first, I didn't know why Kit thought these guys were so great. I mean, the group is nice and all, but they've nothing on the Family. It's a wonder she doesn't get homesick. Maybe she does. Personally, I miss Bella the most. She was a great friend, although she never seemed to understand that I wasn't interested in sharing a bed with a female half-orc. I miss her anecdotes and wild accusations.

Now, however, I don't think I'd ever leave the group. Not for a million gold pieces. I'm sort of stuck with them anyhow. They'd all be lost without my help, the way they stomp around the forests, riding horses everywhere they go. It's almost like they want to draw attention to themselves. And that dwarf! I don't think you could get him to be quiet for all of Moradin's treasures. Then again, dwarves are definately not known for their lightfootedness. Of course, my prowess and obvious skill aren't the only things keeping me with them all. I'm not sure, but...I think I might be falling for one of them. Ah, it's terrible. I've never felt this way before in all my life. But, I have to admit to myself, magic-users have always drawn my attention. I just hope no one suspects.