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The journey to the surface was uneventful.  Suprisingly the map the matrons provided was accurate.  I was told to expect some allies.  Too bad most of them are males.  There is one female that is good with a sword.  I have found no priests or priestesses as yet.  A mageling, a brute, a few orc and an arrogant toerag male of unknown skill other than shooting of his mouth.   The female blade seemed to defer to him, which makes me wary of her intellect.

Fools. Surfacers are fools but all the better for me.  I've had little difficulty moving about except for that blasted hellball in the sky.  The hood and mask I aquired do little to dim its effects.   I am more like Brut, a creature of the night anyway.

For now I hone my skills on vermin, for now.