Dec 29th 2043
I took Lavison into the city with me today and I was shocked to see what I did.There were wanted posters everywhere for Lavison. Every wall every corner every door. What had Lavison done to get his face plastered all over the city, and for that matter who cared? Lavison meant us no harm he was here to piece the resistance back together and to help save lives. It was at that time that I realized it was time for me to take my leave, Lavison said he fled his home town after a founder of the resistance had lost control. That was about the time the one who is the one came to this city bringing change...was Hawke..the one. If he was, it made sense that he didn't want me going beyond the outskirts of the city. He was afraid that I'd find something...or someone that could prove he was not just who he said he was.
I got to my home as fast as I cold without looking suspicious and began packing. I packed a few clothes and strapped 8 gallons of water to one of the horses. Lavison looked confused, he'd travelled all this way to rebuild the resistance and the one person willing to help him was trying to leave. If anyone saw him now they'd surley turn me in. I had to leave fast, tonight. Lavison was still at a point of weakness from healing and I understood that, this would be a time where I walked and he rode it'd make the travelling faster. It was a good night cool, cool, calm, no wind. We'd make it a couple miles rest then be awake and moving before the sun. Surely our leader would be sending someone to look for me when he realized that I was not at my post in the early morning.