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Poe’s Journal Entry
Exhaustion…my work, my training as a Mender has drained me so. Perhaps it was why Lan-I-Mata insisted on the Mender robes. I gathered everything she needed and the following day she presented me with a long robe, green and black, soft to the touch but durable. She had mentioned before about my heightened abilities and sensitivity while in the Shroud, these robes should help protect me and others.
She then brought me to the Eastern Shroud, the Sanctum where I met my sylph contact, Jaxio. I can’t deny, I was nervous. These small creatures and their language of the trees….I need to befriend them, let them see I am working with them. Our meeting went well enough…Jaxio said to meet me again at the Sanctum at the next full moon in a few days and they will escort me into the deeper woods of the Shroud.
I….I would have asked Joundi to come, but…. he doesn’t need to be confused any more. He has feelings for Nev.
Ry has been busy training. I can see the difference. I do miss the quiet nights though, he is now often training until the sun starts to rise. And I am often in the Shroud until later and my exhaustion has had me fast asleep before he would return. Perhaps a night away?
Ry let me know Mota approached him the other evening, Laura confirmed this. I suspected as much as she found me later that evening, threatening them. I have to prepare myself that Mota might do anything to anyone I care for. I did try to warn them, it was so long ago and I don’t think anyone truly considered her a threat…
And…this Elezen, Tellurian. His statements….veiled comments….he looks to me and makes them. At first I tried to ignore it all, but I will admit…it has gotten under my skin. I don’t know what he is insinuating. Perhaps…I do. But regardless. I don’t understand why he comes about and says these things. He seems to find delight in causing other pains…and his comments…are painful.
Lan-I-Mata suggested a small retreat to Outer La Noscea. She said I would be able to rejuvenate myself, clear my head. Perhaps she is right, adjusting to the duties of a Mender, not seeing Ry…and….losing Joundi’s….friendship….I need some quiet, to sit…and think.
