The year is 1174 as humans mark it, and the world is in relative peace. It has been 741 years since arrivals of the humans, both marking the end of an empire and the single bloodiest day in Verganias 3000 year history. I am known by many names. The Historian, to humans in their fields. The Chronicler, to the Elves in the forests.,The Curator to the Drows in their temples.And The Great Artificer to the dwarves in their mountain homes.In the depth beneath I make my home, and from which I watch the world pass me by. Clergy rule their kingdoms, peasants work their fields, empires rise and fall, and I watch. I watch and I record as the world floats through the void. I have recorded many stories throughout the ages, and those can be found in the great library, but if you wish to join me in my study, you can see a legend in the making, as the tale of true adventure is yet to come. So come rest with me new adventurer's and we shall tell the tale of your time in this world, how you left your mark, and the people you left behind! Make sure to check back after every hard week's work for a recap of what you've done in my Adventure Log!