Entry Seven: Everyone keeps dying. I’m doing my best but I can’t keep them alive. Aki, Irix, Cragg, Zack, I’m so sorry. I’m nothing special, I’ve always know that. I’m no hero, I can’t keep your fight alive. I’m so sorry. The best I can do is spread tales of your heroism. I shall sing […]
All this Kobold racial unity has me a bit homesick. I haven’t seen another Lamia since I arrived on the mainland, and I’m afraid that if I do encounter one I’ll end up having to kill her. As a way to cope I’ve decided to write a letter to Mother. She’ll likely never see it, […]
Entry 5: A lot has happened since I last bothered to write actual journal stuff in this journal, I won’t bother to go into detail about any of them. All important things are noted in my mind and will be released onto these (or other) pages when these event have taken their course. That is […]
I’m a pirate now. Yep. Just completely out of nowhere. One second a wandering musician/resistance member. The next a pirate. Or I guess a pirate musician? I can keep the crew entertained on long trips and such. I won’t be any use when we do pirate things. Good pirate things. We’re pirate heroes, not villains. […]
I wrote a song today! Maybe one day I’ll get to sing the a united resistance and inspire many people! The accompanying violin music is still in my head. I never forget a good tune, so no need to write it down. Anthem of Resistance, by Shai-Hsien A country wrought by pain, brought to the […]
Entry Two: I swear this group has absolutely no sense of direction. We just wander around making trouble. Revolution doesn’t happen by random displays of rebellion. It requires an organized campaign. I’ve caused a few problems, but right now I seem to be the only one trying to organize us properly, and I’m not really […]
The mainland has proved very interesting. I know it is likely because I just don’t understand Human culture, but they sure do some weird things. During my first night here, the entire town was burned down and this woman, Oolaora, killed two guys. This is apparently part of their complex and expensive mating ritual. I […]
Entry Ten: Spring – Year 847 of the 4th Age. I survived. I survived but I’m not sure I have a reason to live any longer. Ms Champion told me she was proud of me. Proud? I’ve done nothing but fail. I failed her, I failed my god, I failed my guild. I have nowhere […]
Entry Eleven: Summer – Year 847 of the 4th Age. So everything worked out in the end, well, for most people. Ms. Champion is the new god of death. I’m sad that I will likely never get to see her again. I hope she knows how much I appreciate all she has done for me. […]
Entry Nine: Spring – Year 847 of the 4th Age. Sacrificing a pure soul. None of us are really comfortable with doing that, but we really lack other options. Few adults have pure souls, there isn’t time to find one. As much as we don’t like it we’re going to have to sacrifice a baby. […]
