[align=center]This rich book, which Pazloch seems to use as a journal, seems to be made of a finest materials, which one not able to find on anywhere on the Prime Plane. Well-made, and wearing a various dark-colored patterns, this book somehow resembles it's owner. Pazloch will fill it with various descriptions about his own deeds and travels, people, and many other things, that he thinks should not be forgotten.[/align]
My very first day in this place, called Sigil. And I cant write it was a perfect one, since currently my residence seems to be in a place, that locals call "tavern". This place seems to be strange even by my standards. Mostly because of it's inhabitants. I decided not to ally myself with any of I met: most of them are bound to forces I fight. Rather strange is to see Baatezu being allies with Tanar'ri and even ones from the Upper Planes. But I will not become part of this disgrace.
Interesting place indeed, Sigil's conception of portals looks like a true piece of art. I hope I will not accidentely step in suddenly gates to Minauros, since I heared that one is able to venture there from here. This is extremely disturbing fact, but local authorities seem to be much more powerful, than in any place I was before. I should be caraeful, yet I can use this place as a sanctuary, if this "authorities" will not disturb me much.
When I heared about the Factions, I thought that I could find something fitting for my current plans, but none of them seems to be aligned with Baator. Sad. Perhaps, I will be able to find some of my kind, who at least venerates our laws and gather them under my own rule. Would be fitting way to protect myself against future attempts to end my life...
*Here comes some part of a text which was eraised later*
...When he came downthere, he happened to be an Aasimon, who offered ME to join him! Sadly that laws of this place do not seem to be allowing me to get rid of him openly. Our conversation ended, when he sayed "Lol peace out homie" and ran away. Probably it is some sort of a local insult. Perhaps, I should indulge myself and learn local cant, people seem to use it often here. And I should remember this person...
*Here comes some sort of a poorly drawn painting of an Aasimon Kyrael, but with his angelic wings coming from the part on which people usually sit on*
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