In my room at the Pangol Inn, I close my eyes and I see... a tapestry. It is grand, intricate and woven from beautiful glittering threads; as fine as the tapestries of my childhood. When I was young, I used to watch Grue weaver-women as they practiced their trade. I was somewhat mesmerized at the speed in which they wove their labyrinthine designs without snarling or tangling the threads. My tapestry is not always so beautiful. It has snarled in places and almost been unwoven once. Yet, I always smooth out the pattern and painstakingly rebuild and re-thread what has been lost. The pattern may be different each time but it is exquisite because it is mine.

Today, I felt a pull at the edges. No, not just a pull... a tear, a rip, an unraveling. I must pray to Nurzhan for her guidance. Any incorrect maneuver may cost me dearly. I pray that she shows me a path as I have toiled too hard to weave this pattern. It may not be the one I wanted once, but I will not lose it. 

I am beginning to fear that someone or something is also plucking at the threads from the inside. Too many signs and omens that all is not right within our group. I look out the window and see the red star blazing in the sky. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth seeing it shine so.

The red star is entangled with gnomish folk. Perhaps I have not paid enough mind to J and missed a look or a word that would have hinted at some two-faced dealings. Bird Girl seems innocent, yet I have seen a cold, devious side to her that tells me she is a many-faceted, complicated creature. Vani has had late-night visitors of her own... I have watched and waited for more clues to her past but none yet have been revealed. She troubles me the most. Dorian is... well I've never trusted him. Ren seems honest but it has been too obvious that she is avoiding something from her past  as well. Perhaps her past is also coming to greet her... I ... I see her out the window now. Gazing at the red star, like myself. It pulls her too. Perhaps I will go and speak with her. I hope together we can make some sense of these warnings. I can feel the threads unraveling and it calls for action.

Narcel'Uss Tanorthal