June 23, 3043

Sindarion has a month to figure out what to do with his soul÷that's how long I think it'll take me to write "Certified Letter," a modification of N.'s "Letter" spell. I sent that note off to Danny and never got a reply; I don't even know if he received it! So, "Certified Letter" should fix that little problem.

Anyway, it's time to enlist. War's always a good market, and we need (I need) money fast÷Bicker says a minimum of 500,000 gp to reserve a temple plot for Zed's church. Also, participating in the war should be a very patriotic thing to do÷enhance the reputation, all that. Figure it'll give me a chance to impress all these benighted orcish warriors who look down on mages. Might makes right, and all that. As if this petty war could test my skills more than fighting dragons or mindflayers! Still, it's more likely to get the attention of the locals, ridiculously enough. Should be a cakewalk.

And besides, Danny needs our help. I hear the priests of Surma are stalking the battlefield casting "Rest Eternal" on the slain. I'll be damned if I let them do that to Danny if he falls! Then I'd have to go out and try to find a "Wish" or something, and waste years on a quest, and I'd be really, really pissed off! So, off to battle. Maybe I'll get us assigned to his regiment ... be worth it to see his expression as we rode up!