The Wheel of Time
Morigan's Journal Entry 1
Well, things aren’t going quite to plan.
In fact, NOTHING has been going to plan.
At first, I was planning on running away from B’lanna when the False Dragon came to Caemyln, but then I decided to help out these poor tools trying to chase down some trollocs. I just couldn’t pass up that sort of opportunity. Anyway, we slayed them fuckers (by them I mean the trollocs), and got some coin and maead for it, though somehow it made them think that I was part of some sort of group with these tools. When Logain finally came, I was stuck with them, and decided to save this guy, Elin, from a party of White Cock-bitches. Then I was stabbed, and to make matters worse, B’lanna came back and made these tools promise to take me back to the White Tower. Shit.