[The Philosopher]

19th of Eleint, 1359

Nora's gone missing, and all my attempts at finding her have been useless. I strongly suspect she has been found out and eliminated by the Red Wizards. It was a risk we both knew we'd carry going onward, but it is no softening of the blow.

She was a sweet girl, and a better lover than I could have hoped for. Caring. Supportive. Beautiful, in a shy, demure sort of way. And kind, even though she often tried not to show it out of fear, a warm soul that should never have been taken to Thay. I tried to love her as best I could, even though, moving toward the end, our feelings for one another became skewed, unmatching. She began to want more than I could give her, but I know she meant well. I was her first man - over-eagerness in this was nothing to judge.

I took the week to mourn her. Found a temple of Torm, but it feels like a hollow victory in the wake of this.

Mystra hold her in Her embrace.