From the Private Diaries of Jacob Drax.
The 10th day of Eleasias in the Year of the Ruins Reborn.

This is a most strange and fascinating land I find myself in. As we explore further and further from our stronghold (for want of a better way to describe the basic defense our small outpost provides) we are uncovering more objects from our ancestors’ past.

Those clerics, the Pelor followers, are jumping around with glee everytime someone comes back to camp with a new find. I don’t understand it really, getting all excited over such things as a broken pot that has been covered in ivy for a hundred years. And there is me, bringing back the essentials such as fresh game and they barely give me a second thought.