Entry 2
So, here I am.
Limsa Lominsa, this great shining jewel on the coast. I can smell the sea air, I can see great ships in the sea...I can see the SEA! That vast empty blue expanse that holds entire other worlds! I'm surrounded by people of all walks of life...and I feel totally alone.
I don't know why, maybe it's shame. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do. For so long all I wanted was to get OUT I never imagined what I'd do when I'm actually OUT. So here I am, in an inn, again, this time bigger. Here I am, cooking, again, this time with much nicer ingredients. Here I am, fishing, again, this time with sea fish rather than lake.
So, what, I've left my family behind to just upgrade the class of people I cook for? Am I that selfish?Â
My parents are good folk. Mom's been a cook all her life, learned from her mom and so on and so on. My dad sold his trade in the navy back in the day, retired to spend his twilight years fishing and getting fat. I got a few siblings back home still, I'm the oldest.
I miss them. All this time wanting a bigger life, all this time wanting to see the world, and now I'm not a day away and I miss them.
No, I'm not going to do that, I'm not going to sit here crying, I'm not going to just be some cook...
I'm going to be the greatest cook in the world! I'm going to catch the biggest fish, I'm going to cook the best meals, I'm going to nurture my magics! I'm going to be the greatest mage this world has seen, a mistress of the mysteries magical! After all this mooing about wanting to leave I'm not going to give up just because I'm a bit homesick!
I'm not stopping here, this is just a rest! I'm going to go all over, not just this land, but every land out there, I'm going to learn from everyone I meet, find their foods and fish and master them, and then bring them back to my family. I'm going to make our sleepy little inn the heartland of culinary culture! When I'm old and gray like dad all the hoity toity spice traders and gourmands of Limsa Lominsa are going to come to US if they want the finest!
The bottom of the page is dominated by one last sentence in elaborate cursive written in golden ink.
Zutoto Zuto: Mistress of the Arcane and Culinarian Supreme!
So, here I am.
Limsa Lominsa, this great shining jewel on the coast. I can smell the sea air, I can see great ships in the sea...I can see the SEA! That vast empty blue expanse that holds entire other worlds! I'm surrounded by people of all walks of life...and I feel totally alone.
I don't know why, maybe it's shame. I just don't know what I'm supposed to do. For so long all I wanted was to get OUT I never imagined what I'd do when I'm actually OUT. So here I am, in an inn, again, this time bigger. Here I am, cooking, again, this time with much nicer ingredients. Here I am, fishing, again, this time with sea fish rather than lake.
So, what, I've left my family behind to just upgrade the class of people I cook for? Am I that selfish?Â
My parents are good folk. Mom's been a cook all her life, learned from her mom and so on and so on. My dad sold his trade in the navy back in the day, retired to spend his twilight years fishing and getting fat. I got a few siblings back home still, I'm the oldest.
I miss them. All this time wanting a bigger life, all this time wanting to see the world, and now I'm not a day away and I miss them.
No, I'm not going to do that, I'm not going to sit here crying, I'm not going to just be some cook...
I'm going to be the greatest cook in the world! I'm going to catch the biggest fish, I'm going to cook the best meals, I'm going to nurture my magics! I'm going to be the greatest mage this world has seen, a mistress of the mysteries magical! After all this mooing about wanting to leave I'm not going to give up just because I'm a bit homesick!
I'm not stopping here, this is just a rest! I'm going to go all over, not just this land, but every land out there, I'm going to learn from everyone I meet, find their foods and fish and master them, and then bring them back to my family. I'm going to make our sleepy little inn the heartland of culinary culture! When I'm old and gray like dad all the hoity toity spice traders and gourmands of Limsa Lominsa are going to come to US if they want the finest!
The bottom of the page is dominated by one last sentence in elaborate cursive written in golden ink.
Zutoto Zuto: Mistress of the Arcane and Culinarian Supreme!
