New Entry; The last time I was here I was INSANE.
So a lot of things have happened. More than I care to write down. I'm not entirely clear on all of the details, but it appears that the Bronze flight has made a mess. What was it that old scribe at the monastery used to say? Ah, yes.
"Do not muck about in the affairs of dragons, my boy, for they are far older and wiser than you, and if you backtalk them they can take off your head. Now pretend I'm a dragon and get back to cataloging those scrolls."
Wise words.
Not that any of us have much of a choice. Jeria and miss Cyael are still missing. Rather, our Jeria and miss Cyael. Worrying. On a personal level, far less worrying than the fact that someone managed to pick the lock to our flat and tried to kill Carsis and I in our sleep. I've asked Ridelas to put me on the squad that goes after whoever did it. I don't hold out much hope, but I want retribution.
Perhaps more worrying still, Carsis looks like he hasn't slept at all in the past week. Possibly two. I know he's at least gotten an hour or so here and there that I've seen, but he's starting to look... more than tired. Worse than I feel. I'm sure I'm no portrait either, but at least there's another medic or two here to take over for me so that I can sleep. Every disaster, every minor catastrophe, spending days in the Caverns trying to reason with the Bronzes... I'm afraid that it will kill him if it doesn't end soon.
Priests aren't miracle-workers. Sometimes I think that the rest of the Harbingers forget that.
"Do not muck about in the affairs of dragons, my boy, for they are far older and wiser than you, and if you backtalk them they can take off your head. Now pretend I'm a dragon and get back to cataloging those scrolls."
Wise words.
Not that any of us have much of a choice. Jeria and miss Cyael are still missing. Rather, our Jeria and miss Cyael. Worrying. On a personal level, far less worrying than the fact that someone managed to pick the lock to our flat and tried to kill Carsis and I in our sleep. I've asked Ridelas to put me on the squad that goes after whoever did it. I don't hold out much hope, but I want retribution.
Perhaps more worrying still, Carsis looks like he hasn't slept at all in the past week. Possibly two. I know he's at least gotten an hour or so here and there that I've seen, but he's starting to look... more than tired. Worse than I feel. I'm sure I'm no portrait either, but at least there's another medic or two here to take over for me so that I can sleep. Every disaster, every minor catastrophe, spending days in the Caverns trying to reason with the Bronzes... I'm afraid that it will kill him if it doesn't end soon.
Priests aren't miracle-workers. Sometimes I think that the rest of the Harbingers forget that.