We've been flying in the direction of The Ice Giant's Mountains for a few hours now. The players have returned by now. So it's only a matter of time before my identity is revealed. I knew it couldn't last forever, but I'm going to miss the easy life I have now. I'm guessing the mountains covered in snow that's a few minutes out are what we are heading to. Sally hasn't said much most of the trip, and that worries me slightly. She must still be thinking about the elves. I won't lie. They are on my mind too. I didn't know the church had the balls to sell me outright to the elves. It makes me wonder what's going through their heads.