Feeling a bit left out
Whenever I see Tammy posting a journal, I feel a bit sad myself and feel a great urge to write something myself, but generally I feel like whatever I write would already be said by Tammy, so I generally don't write anything...But in light of reading Tammy's posts about her campaign, I should probably mention...
I tried to do it myself...! *shakes fist* It's really tough. ;__;
And so... to give myself something to write about, I decided to do it here, in my journal, mostly for my future self, and also for anyone else who reads my journal. :)
The biggest thing I want to note is that I didn't want to do a political campaign like what we're doing with the Messengers and with Tammy's campaign (which, in the interest of time, I will call Sinstar, which is the name of a certain artifact that's prized of in her campaign). Granted, the Messengers campaign didn't start off as a political thing... but as our cheerful whimsical characters matured, things turned dark, and there's no grayer area that strains your morals more than politics. It was a simple, "I fight for Kord!" thing that we had going.
So I decided to go the same route. Simple, non convoluted, more black and white with a clear antagonist. Like... like a JRPG! Ha.
SO! I think I'll make this a bit interesting and write it in journal format! I liked what we were doing with the Messengers of the Hunt, that I think I'll do it myself ;)
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Dear Brother,
Well... I told myself I wouldn't write to you until I set off, and here I am! I've finally done it. I can't believe it myself. I can't imagine seeing myself prancing around the wilderness...but even I knew I'd have to do it sometime. Mother was giving me no end of grief, saying a girl my age shouldn't be without her focus, and that if I waited any longer, the Barren would come and eat my sweet cakes and fill me up with evil thoughts. She started zapping me with her spark touch. M'nai's breath, I hate it when she does that.
Anyway, I left home already. I've been out on the road for two days and eight hours now and I'm already homesick. I've give in a whole night with her stupid zaps just so I can sleep in my own covers...but when I think about being able to zap her back, just once, it makes all the bugs and sweat and packed dirt beds worth it. Maybe.
Do you think M'nai will give me a fireball spell? I'd like a fireball spell. Or maybe she'd give me the power to fly. Or a shield that will protect me for all my life. Aaaah, I wish you were here.
When I asked around town about where I can start my Sacrement, everyone said I should just head for Ylanna since they've got the best cathedrals and priests, but really... I can't go all the way there. That's just too far. All I want is to get my focus and come back home. I don't need to see any fancy church. The old breadbaker told me that Jordan (he's the cripple boy in case you forgot, he always smuggled some lemon cakes whenever the bakers weren't looking) was taken to Erihurst since that's the closest city. So that's where I went.
I've made it to Erihurst Outpost just now, which I guess is also a chapel. It's really run down looking, and I didn't even see the statue of M'nai under all that dirt and dust. I wanted to tell the priest that it's sacrilegious to keep the Matron in all that dirt, but I don't think he's around now. I see a blessing well though, so that's gotta mean I can start my Sacrement here. Once the priest comes back, I'll ask him about it.
There was another person in the church that was here before me. I didn't notice him at first, him being all armor and robe from head to toe, I really thought he was some suit of armor or maybe a statue of a lesser champion or something, but when I walked up to him, meaning to take a closer look, he pushed me back! I think I screamed for a whole minute! His face was all metal under the hood, red lights glowing in those slits for eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was all tinny. I'd never seen a Forged in all my life, but I think if you hadn't told me the story about Sigfried the Stalwart, I'd never know what a Forged was. I probably wouldn't kept shouting til the lights went out.
He told me to shut up and sit down. So that's what I did. He's got a sigil of an owl on his tabbard, so I think he might be a paladin of M'nai. I forget what they were called. He didn't have to be so mean... although I guess he did apologize afterwards. Still, I hate having to be such a coward. Next time I'll pull out my bow. I don't think I'd be able to shoot anybody with it, but Ma says that just having it out can be enough sometimes.
Someone else came in just now. Much friendlier than the other guy. Her name's Imori, she's a really nice elf, and she says she traveled all the way from the Enasi Monastary from the far north! She didn't have any weapons on her, but just the way she was holding herself, I could tell she can handle her own. As it turns out, she's here to take the Sacrement too! I was a little surprised to see someone like her needing M'nai's blessing, but I guess in this day and age, you can't be too safe. I'm hoping I can travel with her, even if it's for a little while.
Anyway, Imori went out to find the priest just now. I'll keep you updated on everything... hopefully by the time I come home, I'll have come with a fireball spell! I really want a fireball spell.
May the Matron of Magic and Plenty guide me safely home.
Tess
I tried to do it myself...! *shakes fist* It's really tough. ;__;
And so... to give myself something to write about, I decided to do it here, in my journal, mostly for my future self, and also for anyone else who reads my journal. :)
The biggest thing I want to note is that I didn't want to do a political campaign like what we're doing with the Messengers and with Tammy's campaign (which, in the interest of time, I will call Sinstar, which is the name of a certain artifact that's prized of in her campaign). Granted, the Messengers campaign didn't start off as a political thing... but as our cheerful whimsical characters matured, things turned dark, and there's no grayer area that strains your morals more than politics. It was a simple, "I fight for Kord!" thing that we had going.
So I decided to go the same route. Simple, non convoluted, more black and white with a clear antagonist. Like... like a JRPG! Ha.
SO! I think I'll make this a bit interesting and write it in journal format! I liked what we were doing with the Messengers of the Hunt, that I think I'll do it myself ;)
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Dear Brother,
Well... I told myself I wouldn't write to you until I set off, and here I am! I've finally done it. I can't believe it myself. I can't imagine seeing myself prancing around the wilderness...but even I knew I'd have to do it sometime. Mother was giving me no end of grief, saying a girl my age shouldn't be without her focus, and that if I waited any longer, the Barren would come and eat my sweet cakes and fill me up with evil thoughts. She started zapping me with her spark touch. M'nai's breath, I hate it when she does that.
Anyway, I left home already. I've been out on the road for two days and eight hours now and I'm already homesick. I've give in a whole night with her stupid zaps just so I can sleep in my own covers...but when I think about being able to zap her back, just once, it makes all the bugs and sweat and packed dirt beds worth it. Maybe.
Do you think M'nai will give me a fireball spell? I'd like a fireball spell. Or maybe she'd give me the power to fly. Or a shield that will protect me for all my life. Aaaah, I wish you were here.
When I asked around town about where I can start my Sacrement, everyone said I should just head for Ylanna since they've got the best cathedrals and priests, but really... I can't go all the way there. That's just too far. All I want is to get my focus and come back home. I don't need to see any fancy church. The old breadbaker told me that Jordan (he's the cripple boy in case you forgot, he always smuggled some lemon cakes whenever the bakers weren't looking) was taken to Erihurst since that's the closest city. So that's where I went.
I've made it to Erihurst Outpost just now, which I guess is also a chapel. It's really run down looking, and I didn't even see the statue of M'nai under all that dirt and dust. I wanted to tell the priest that it's sacrilegious to keep the Matron in all that dirt, but I don't think he's around now. I see a blessing well though, so that's gotta mean I can start my Sacrement here. Once the priest comes back, I'll ask him about it.
There was another person in the church that was here before me. I didn't notice him at first, him being all armor and robe from head to toe, I really thought he was some suit of armor or maybe a statue of a lesser champion or something, but when I walked up to him, meaning to take a closer look, he pushed me back! I think I screamed for a whole minute! His face was all metal under the hood, red lights glowing in those slits for eyes, and when he spoke, his voice was all tinny. I'd never seen a Forged in all my life, but I think if you hadn't told me the story about Sigfried the Stalwart, I'd never know what a Forged was. I probably wouldn't kept shouting til the lights went out.
He told me to shut up and sit down. So that's what I did. He's got a sigil of an owl on his tabbard, so I think he might be a paladin of M'nai. I forget what they were called. He didn't have to be so mean... although I guess he did apologize afterwards. Still, I hate having to be such a coward. Next time I'll pull out my bow. I don't think I'd be able to shoot anybody with it, but Ma says that just having it out can be enough sometimes.
Someone else came in just now. Much friendlier than the other guy. Her name's Imori, she's a really nice elf, and she says she traveled all the way from the Enasi Monastary from the far north! She didn't have any weapons on her, but just the way she was holding herself, I could tell she can handle her own. As it turns out, she's here to take the Sacrement too! I was a little surprised to see someone like her needing M'nai's blessing, but I guess in this day and age, you can't be too safe. I'm hoping I can travel with her, even if it's for a little while.
Anyway, Imori went out to find the priest just now. I'll keep you updated on everything... hopefully by the time I come home, I'll have come with a fireball spell! I really want a fireball spell.
May the Matron of Magic and Plenty guide me safely home.
Tess