6502 Laela's Journal fbPatty Sabet, 21st of Suns Smile, 1331:: I have arrived in Alras, not too many days after I left home. I will try sending a letter to Sir Arthur, informing him of my whereabouts. :: My first day in Alras has been an interesting one. I met a librarian by the name of C. Ithelias. This honorable and very kind man has given me a job and a place to stay. And what better a place to work than a library itself! My new life is going wel.. :: And now I shall visit the old library to copy some books. After that, perhaps venture aro und in Alras. :: Ahad, 22nd of Suns Smile, 1331 :: Today, I experienced a very strange event. An orc and alchemist were talking. The orc, discussing alchemy, says there is more than meets the eye. He turned around, and on his back was the symbol of Iblees. He promptly left, and the alchemist went to inform the guards. :: Ahad, 29th of the Deep Cold, 1331 :: While taking a walk around Alras, I ran into the High King Syrio. A kind and respectable King he was, Being a king, he was very busy. And after the King left, I was greeted by a dwarf by the name of Omithiel. He seemed to already heard of me, working at the library and such. Such a comical thought. We talked for a little about the library and such. Before I left, the dwarf insisted that I call him Omi. And I suppose that I what I shall call him from now on. :: Kamees, 4th of The Amber Cold, 1332 :: Today I was peacefully reading in my room when I saw a man out the window. There was a couple of guards there too. The strange looking fellow starting shouting at me, and then fell off the wall! My eyes widen, and I turn away from the window and continue reading. Then just a few moments later the man's right outside my bedroom door, and he's handing me a bag of sugar! Soon after guards come trudging into the house taking the man away. They kepy saying things like "Sorry, madame" and "He's not right in the head..." Sir Wyvernos, who I had met on my first or second day in Alras, was there and explained that the man was not right in the head. Quite an interesting day, I dare say. :: Itnan, 9th of The Amber Cold, 1332 ::