Day 5, Ashleigh's War Journal

Dear Diary War Journal,

It's going to be hard for me to get used to your new name! Anyway, I have a great victory to report. The Chosen Ones entered the Tomb of the Dragon Emperor, destroyed the lizardman shaman, and now have the amulet we have all seen in our dreams. Almost as important as all that was the discovery of a new little friend.

Diary War Journal, Lil' Genius is made of onyx. It looks like he's a chihuahua statue, and really, he is...Until I say his name! Then appears beside me the loveliest little lively breathing chihuahua-dog you, I, or ANYONE has ever seen, with glossy big eyes and short black hair and paws that clatter and tap. So cute! I do wish, though, that he didn't have to disappear after eight hours, so he could curl up beside me when I rest. I am very lonely these days!

The other Chosen Ones are company, I guess, but--well, there are some problems. Sadush is nice--there, I said it--but, you know, GREEN. Laird clearly respects and perhaps worships me, but it's SO HARD to be a GODDESS!!! Illander--He's really beginning to grate on me. It's clear that he has massive insecurities that he covers up by being mean to other people, like me. I know he can't use real magic because he's not smart enough, has handsome and talented older brothers that make him look like the family goblin, and would rather be in a bubble bath with Ambassador Telimqiv than tromping around in the desolate wilderness,--but SERIOUSLY?

Well, at least I have the company of Lil' Genius. Aw, he's chasing his tail! Bye bye War Journal.