Well, would ya look at that. I got in my hands one of the first batch of the Truvian Times to be printed right here in Eldonsorth. Says here that with those journey towers they fixed on the Erton road, they're using books like these here to send their articles out to be printed in other cities. Apparently they even got one of them writer folk out ( Read more... )

Well kids, it's been fun. But I'm out of here. The kid and me are starting our own team and we can't have stupid religious stuff distracting us. Of course, if any of you (and by that, I mean everyone except the geezer) want to join the team, then just ask and I'll see if you've got the stuff for it.

How the hell am I supposed to hold my breath for that long?!

I don't remember much, but my situation has been adequately explained to me.

I know that I am Celes Chere, and that I am a soldier. If this Order is everything that I have been told it is, then I will be glad to work with it.

I would like to undertake a mission soon, if I could. I think I dislike being idle.

It's so hard to have a good lunch in private these days. Anyone know any private, quiet spots overlooking the river? Wait, that's a stupid question, it wouldn't be private then.

I need to go looking for some new real estate.

[After finishing her duties with the Rivermen for the day, Calaria finds herself outside the Temple of Alexander, standing by the river. Strange. She was never really into water, even though Gelveer was surrounded by it, but after signing up with the Rivermen, she found it to be calming. Her duties with the Rivermen provided a distraction from her ( Read more... )

I am finding that I do like it here ( Read more... )

Someone? Is someone there? Quickly, this is an emergency!

Please tell me it sometimes gets jumbled. Tell me it gets shuffled a bit. Surely, as you are abusing such powerful magic with no regard for the consequences... well! Surely sometimes things get lost in the mix. The memories, the memories themselves are evidence of this ( Read more... )

[After performing his daily duties for the guild, Jeice is now outside the temple, relaxing on one of the benches overlooking the river. On one side of him is a spear, on the other is a sandwich containing meat of indeterminable origin. Only a few bites have been taken of it and he doesn't seem particularly interested in sampling the rest.]

I suppose this is as good of a time as ever to open these to guild use. They've been tested to ensure their safety ( Read more... )