[Jerr Conner]

I'm pretty sure I made good decisions though. I didn't use the Black Talon sword. I didn't use the nymph cloak and I braved the fear without any spell aids. I didn't do anything bad that I can think of near the end.

Chapter One: Of Embarrassing Family

So there we were, vacationing at Suldanessalar, when our respite is interrupted by someone claiming to be my sister. The horrid woman obviously didn't know how to apply make-up, according to Immy. This Ilasera said there was only room for one mage/thief in our family and attacked Imoen!

What choice did we have? We had to kill her.

Then we were transported back to Hell.

By Brandobaris's ample buttocks, is this going to happen each and every time I kill someone!?

Then an angel appeared and we got into a lengthy discussion about my destiny and why turnips are bad for you. She left, only to be replaced by Sarevok! The guy wouldn't shut up unless I gave him part of my soul so he could live again! After the third day of havilng to hear the sod sing a song called "My Heart Will Go On", I agreed just to shut him up.

He informed me we weren't in Hell. We were in a pocket plane. And each room here was a test. I took the first test and passed!

Then a statue informed me I could summon friends and have a party if I want, so I did. Had them equipped, and they went to party in Jerr's Pocket Plane. Viconia complained that Keldorn was drinking all of the ale, though.

Finally, I met my butler, Cespenar. He made a few shiny items for me.