Arakel reaches into his robe and pulls out a small pouch. From it, he produces a quill, ink and a notebook, which has 'Formal Notes' written on the cover in a strange script. He opens the book to a page in the middle, and begins writing.
Yesterday, I discovered a group of people. Their purpose is as yet unclear, however it seems to be involved with fairly complex necromancy. I have decided, against my better judgement, to accompany them.
Today, however, another man joined our group. He fell from the sky. The group responded violently, but seemed to take no notice of the unorthodox entry method. This may simply be a common occurrence for these people.
He then turns to the back pages, titled 'Informal Notes' and, with a calm expression, writes a single line.
AAAAAAAAGH! OH GODS, WHAT HAVE I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO!?