Bowden didn’t quit know what to expect while clanking his way through the underdark with his Elven companion. Passing the corpses of slain foes and hiding from a muttering beholder made for an interesting 10 days. Coming upon the sleeping band of seemingly rich and influential band of....diverse adventurers was awkward at first. But after an hour or so of exploring a room or two, a fight or two and with the halfling getting run through by an invisible frog-man, Bowden thought, “For once Kord didn’t send me somewhere I couldn’t handle”. A few awesome spells and shiney new equipment later, Bowden feels part of the party. Although getting washed over a ledge and falling a bit dented his pride more than his armor.
~ A journal entry written in the third person by Bowden, yea he is kinda self absorbed ~