Sart’s Journal, 11th of Pharast
In the early hours the stalkers the dragons warned about appeared, hungry ghouls. I grabbed my shield and sword and stood with my companions against them.
Without my shield I was more vulnerable to attack, but I felt the god’s blessings upon me. Though struck a few times I suffered little damage and did not succumb to their paralyzing attack. Now, having tended our wounds, we rest some more.