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Travel Journal
Cloudheart
The Travel Journal of: Tend'el ::First scribed on Kamees, 19th of Snows Maiden, 1312 :: ::I am visiting the Mage's Tower. I believe I can faintly sense Slayer now. I must be such a failure at magic; he and Bell instructed me so greatly and I have still awakened so little. :: ::Thinking on Bell only reminds me that I have lost her. :: ::I...I...did not know how hard that line would be to write. I cared for you dearly Bell, loved you even. Moreso than the love men share so commonly with their partners. You became a friend, and I never concerned myself for your aid, only you with mine. I would ask for forgiveness, butut that is pleading to the page, sulking in sorrow. :: ::You taught me better than that. I must ask for forgiveness from God for my mistakes, and forgive myself, then press on. We have to accept the consequences of our actions and change for the   better. You would have told me so, right Bell? Right? :: ::I am so confused, Bell. If only I had your buoyancy of spirit. :: ::Second Entry: Ahad, 8th of The Deep Cold, 1314 :: ::Very tired, buteen walked to and from the guildhouse in Laurelin and my Inn, putting pieces of the guildhouse away for safe-keeping in my cellar. I'm also writing a few books of my own, butut as of right now that's not really going anywhere. :: ::Third Entry: Kamees, 26th of Malins Welcome, 1314 :: ::I have met for the second time with a man by the title Lord Lucius Murmillo. He showed me a small wooden church down the path from my inn. Upon meeting him for a second time, in a few days he had built an entire wall for a city to help supplicate the Dwarven Kingdom. He says he studied architecture at a young age in Laurelin. I believe I'll be helping him with his town, so an old goal of mine and Lex of the Dwarves can be realized. I just met up with Bawapy, we've been reminiscing, butut he is sad about Ademas. I found out the Dwarves' city of Outer Kal'Urguan is falling due to a craig...or quake. Lucius told me the Elf who live on the other side of the small forest is Godswood. He goes there to pray. :: ::Fourth Entry: Joma, 27th of Malins Welcome, 1314 Helped a Dwarf move out of his home with Lucius, went by the name of Rolden. Such a shame too, his home could have been fixed up to look like those Halfling Homes. :: ::Fifth Entry: Sabet, 28th of Malins Welcome, 1314 :: ::I have spoken to Felune. It appears Ademas is gone to be with God now. His final rest is come. I regret not being a part of the last batte, butut my friend would have understood. I have now just been told of a new complication in the Ragthieu story. The Fighter, The Archer, The Spellsword (Ademas), and The Blacksmith. These are the men that have significance in that family, I was told the story would end with Ademas' son. He must be trained. :: ::Sixth Entry: Sabet, 28th of The First Seed, 1315 :: ::Well, this is strange. I just woke up in the birthing place of the Cloud Temple. I must investigate. I am now more than miffed. Someone is claiming I attacked them, and I just found I my road was repaved...in WOOD! :: ::Seventh Entry: Joma, 13th of The Second Seed, 1315 :: ::I just considered that I have never mentioned my birthday to anyone. I believe it's perfectly understandable, considering my less than understandable childhood, but being 121 I believe it's time to mention it. I was born on 7th of The Amber Cold, 1193. That is all I will speak of my childhood for now. I am not in the mood. :: ::Eighth Entry: Irba, 25th of The Grand Harvest, 1315 :: ::We made a miscalculation in building the wall of Lord Lucius' Estate. It's rather embarassing. We must move the whole wall down one. :: ::Ninth Entry: Tolta, 3rd of The Amber Cold, 1315 :: ::It is the third, and my birthday is fast approaching. I believe I should begin making preparations, perhaps a cake? Sadly, I wonder who will even show up. I feel so alone as of late, like no one is around. But I mustn't sink into depression. We choose to wallow, don't we? Then I choose to press forward, for the brighter days are nigh. :: ::Tenth Entry: Irba, 4th of The Amber Cold, 1315 :: ::I went travelling today. I swam toward some great trees that were bare after leaving the mines under the Desert Star. As of now, I am spending the night in an inn owned by an Orc and his elven niece. I couldn't sleep. My birthday is coming soon. Why is it unsettling me? I must spread the word of the Dragon's Breath Inn. I said I would try. :: ::Eleventh Entry: Joma, 6th of The Amber Cold, 1315 :: ::I spoke to Alvaska, who has changed the name of the Grey Wardens to the White Ravens. He knows of Lucius Murmillo, and tells me it is a foolish idea to help him. He and the AFF, who are allied, disagree with Murmillo's vision of Feudalism. They believe such a system will cause the weaker people to rise up and overthrow Murmillo. This is foolish, these three keeps could band together for unity among this great piece of la nd. I don't know who to trust, and will keep myself far from seeking power, but I must unite thes e kingdoms. Even if Lucius does not know how to lead, I can help him. I fear I have ambitions of overthrowing Lucius...what right do I have? I must remember my own teachings, and Bell's. Greed, and Lust for power is foolish. Even if the castle is in a forest I only HELPED create (I must remember that I didn't finish the forest and Leafwind helped greatly, even if I did start the movement) It is not mine, nor a creation from my mind. It would be like unto usurping a painter's masterpiece. :: ::Twelfth Entry: Sabet, 7 of The Amber Cold, 1315 :: ::My birthday has come and gone, I spent the day working on another man's castle. I did not even make myself cake. It is oddly, warmly familiar of my first few birthdays, the elves who had took me, a vagabond on the street, in and told me in sweet words how precious my birth was. They all knew the secret that I had not. They allowed me to be that dirty, carefree boy. I can only imagine the kindness they shew me, shielding me from what had happened. No boy...nay, I even, a man...can handle what happened to you. Mom. Dad. I am sorry I could not have healed you of the illness that took you. I swear I will not be consumed in searching for cures. I will live the life you allowed me. I am sorry I had to know, to know of you. They kept it from me and I pried. I know you would have had me ignorant, so I could live a life without knowing. I never knew either of you. I love you, I love you both. But I know that you would have me never love you, and thus never hurt. I now know that every piece of knowledge has its own price. God give me strength. :: ::Thirteenth Entry: Ahad, 8th of The Amber Cold, 1315 :: ::I sense that evil has awoken. Was it like this for Bell? or Slayer? Did they awaken by sensing? As foolish as chasing this feeling is, I must go. I should know if it is an arbitrary thought or if anyone is in danger. :: ::Fourteenth Entry: Sabet, 7th of The Deep Cold, 1320 :: ::Four long years have passed, like nothing. I have been working with Lord Murmillo, whom I know on a first name basis so really Lucius. We have, in this amount of time, created a village worth standing, a short walk from my inn. Aeriel's Crown. We are planning on starting an academy. I hope this would please Bell. I trust Slayer knows I do not mean to shirk my responsibilities as a Guildmaster in Laurelin. But what am I to do? I have been hard at work here, and the magic he eagerly promised has not yet found its fruition in me. I hold fast that he was right though, and in this line of thought, help edify a place of scholasticism. :: ::But I long for adventure, as my boyish youth once longed for it. :: ::Fifteenth Entry: Joma, 20th of Malins Welcome, 1322 :: ::I have awoken. I hardly know where I am, and feel as if I have been shaken from a deep dream. I spoke to one of Murmillo's Bannerman, Ser Twi Osit. I have lost 2 years, since my last entry...in the journal! What happened? Last I remember I was holding the book. Now I awake in a refurbished part of the castle in Aeriel's Crown. A new town has sprung up for Aegis' Sake! I need to see Slayer. I need to heed the words of Bell, and see the Druids. Perhaps I misunderstood Eindry'el's Curse. Will I forget everything? As much as I hate the druids, they might know something. Ser Twi also tells me that the Undead are massing under a man named Wrath. :: ::The world is so cruel and confused now. I am befuddled by my own village. Even the open world on the King's Road brings me unknown sights. :: ::Sixteenth Entry: Kamees, 5th of The Amber Cold, 1325 :: ::Just 2 days from my birthday I have finished the construction of my establishment - The Blue Print! I should have a sale in celebration, up until my birthday! :: ::I was blessed enough to enjoy a birthday dinner with Lucius, as well as three members of the Whispering Order, the militia of Whispering Isles. The members were the General, Alethion, and the two Commanders, Anora and Akorta. It appears I slipped up and forgot how old I was when I was speaking to my guests. How foolish of me to forget my own age! I told them it was my 131st birthday, when in actuality I turned 132. Oh well, it is a small trifle. :: ::Seventeenth Entry: Itnan, 16th of The First Seed, 1328 It has been two years. The time has passed amicably enough. I long for adventure, once again. It also deeply wounds me, that I have not seen my closest friends, the men of Wilder Farms for as long as it has been. Is it I who has grown apart? Or can blame be placed in such things?