Diary Entry 10 As I'm writing these words, I am somewhere in the Shiverpeaks, between the Dredgehunt Cliffs and Lornar's Pass. A Norn caravan took me with them - Spirits bless them, it is a much needed pause for my legs. Lion's Arch is where I'm headed to, but that means I have to leave my fellow travelers soon. My last entry was some time ago, I know. I just needed to gather my thoughts, alone (I'm being a hypocrite - I'm never alone with Jalis). My amnesia is nothing pleasant, but it is quite interesting to learning how my body works. Like look - my hair grew out and formed a fluffy mane around my neck. I must have shaven it down before I went to the Mists. Why? No idea, but it was clearly a mistake. The female norn I traveled with was amazed by it. Also, the blindfold is completely gone now. That's also the reason why the wasn't much time to update my diary; finding my way again with my own eyes took a while to master. Night is coming, so I'm now to take some sleep before my journey on foot resumes. I'm curious what I'll find in Kryta.












