[A journal for me to keep for August Lansborough since I started playing again a month ago. Please do not post but feel free to read. August will likely have a wiki but I'd like to keep his journal here. For my reference, I started playing again in late April. Dates and time are all speculation as other players' (those I've interacted with) might visualize a different time.]
Third Astral Moon, Ninth Sun
Dear Diary,
Is that how this begins? I'm not sure, it's been so long since I kept a log of anything I've done. It's been better that I haven't. But that's a story for another time, right?
Today I arrived in Gridania, I was fortunate to make the journey with a fair haired Mi'qote. We didn't talk much, I think she was nervous but I was just in my head. A place where blessings and elementals watched over you was the last place I'd thought I'd end up, and it's why I came here. It wasn't as if I'd never been here, but it was the place I'd been the least in all my travels, a place that wanted nothing to do with outsiders, especially us technology advancing Hyur.Â
Before I forget myself I must add that I write this not from a warm cot nestled within the confines of a clean inn, but in a saw dust riddled closet the carpenter's guild. Lacking Gil I've struck up a deal to work for my stay, luckily I've already had a hand in this work. Oddly enough, it is the claustrophobic sensation of being in this closet that is bringing me the most ease, for it has been some time since I've known I could walk out this door with nary a worry. No Diary, I am not being hunted.
I clumsily straddled a bow between my legs, the archer's guild was eager for a new recruit and with an eager smile and this old wood I found I've been able to undertake some tutelage among them, with others of course. The City-States have become quite the hot spot for adventurers. But enough of the boring stuff everyone talks about.Â
I met that Mi'qote again, Eudalie is her name. She drinks milk tea, it was an interesting palette cleanser. Far different from gin and the other spoiled fruit concoctions I grew up accustomed too. She was kind of funny, a little naive but intriguing. She came for the conjurer's guild, something about wanting to save the world or whatever it is conjurers usually preach about, not that she preached.Â
Anyway, that's all for today...Â
Oh yeah, it rains a lot here.
Third Astral Moon, Ninth Sun
Dear Diary,
Is that how this begins? I'm not sure, it's been so long since I kept a log of anything I've done. It's been better that I haven't. But that's a story for another time, right?
Today I arrived in Gridania, I was fortunate to make the journey with a fair haired Mi'qote. We didn't talk much, I think she was nervous but I was just in my head. A place where blessings and elementals watched over you was the last place I'd thought I'd end up, and it's why I came here. It wasn't as if I'd never been here, but it was the place I'd been the least in all my travels, a place that wanted nothing to do with outsiders, especially us technology advancing Hyur.Â
Before I forget myself I must add that I write this not from a warm cot nestled within the confines of a clean inn, but in a saw dust riddled closet the carpenter's guild. Lacking Gil I've struck up a deal to work for my stay, luckily I've already had a hand in this work. Oddly enough, it is the claustrophobic sensation of being in this closet that is bringing me the most ease, for it has been some time since I've known I could walk out this door with nary a worry. No Diary, I am not being hunted.
I clumsily straddled a bow between my legs, the archer's guild was eager for a new recruit and with an eager smile and this old wood I found I've been able to undertake some tutelage among them, with others of course. The City-States have become quite the hot spot for adventurers. But enough of the boring stuff everyone talks about.Â
I met that Mi'qote again, Eudalie is her name. She drinks milk tea, it was an interesting palette cleanser. Far different from gin and the other spoiled fruit concoctions I grew up accustomed too. She was kind of funny, a little naive but intriguing. She came for the conjurer's guild, something about wanting to save the world or whatever it is conjurers usually preach about, not that she preached.Â
Anyway, that's all for today...Â
Oh yeah, it rains a lot here.
