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The Sixth Sun of the Third Umbral Moon [sub]Apparently I have been writing this incorrectly... I was being barbaric...[/sub]
Where to begin... oh yes... as per usual.
Dear Diary,
Other than a lot that I don't want to tell you about my past, there is a good deal of information I have omitted. Whether it's to prevent myself from remembering, or to ensure prying eyes don't learn my secrets I can't remember. But we all have secrets don't we?Â
To begin, I'll talk about Eudalie. She seems to make her way into my pages quite often, to the point that my last entry about us fishing seemed redundant. Perhaps my memories are melding inefficiently. This kitten, who I remind you is out to save the world with her food and conjuring continues to stay around me. She has affiliated herself with a company that will be selling pumpkin items, she attends classes about Archaeology. Oh yes, the man who I hurried away from, his name is Garrett and last I saw him there was a flash of metal in his coat, (a gun to my surprise) alerted me to less than peaceful interests. Despite his inability to hide it he chose not to speak of it. [sub][In quick written hand is a newly added note: I'm pissed diary. I found gun powder on Eudalie the day she was dishing out meals. I need to have a word with her friend the Archaeologist...][/sub]
She is quite good at making friends, yet like a stray I always find her nipping at MY heels. As though I possess some hidden elixir that she wants. Perhaps she's just friendly, or maybe she wants to heal my soul and the faux friendliness I portray, or maybe it's not a lie, who knows, this damn Mi'qote makes me wonder too damn much.Â
But I can't say we haven't been through a great deal together, from arriving at Gridania to being knocked out by Amalj'aa to be sacrificed to their deity. We escaped of course, having no interest in fanning the flames of their lord. Still I question why she always seems to make it into my periphery. Admittedly, though I'm sure I've said this before, I'm growing fond of her, and it's frustrating me.
As for myself, I decided to repair an old injury. A wound, from a vengeance order taken out upon me that wasn't quite completed. For his reasons, I won't write his name but MO, is a strange aether master. He speaks like a sylph who coincidentally I had met a short time before with Eudalie. You see I have done so much that with such great gaps in writing I cannot keep to dates as well. So tonight, this will be my best attempt to gather it all.Â
I found this man for a class, but when it came to a rather unpleasant and abrupt end I became outraged. So close to claiming my prize I refused to be turned away, and hunted this mage for myself over the next two days. When I found him, we spoke and I confessed. Sort of. Details weren't important and he unlocked the ties to the Aether I had lost. Instead of getting hammer on Ether he recommended meditation, so I vanished for a time. [sup][Avalt: A quickly written name indicates a return to this paragraph.][/sup]
Upon my return I met with Rivienne at Camp Tranquil. We traveled to the Forgotten Springs, a place where Eudalie and I had tended to some trivial matters. So I aided Rivienne, and she spoke of Jon, and her duty and of another man who'd likely prefer to avoid being named. David Black, as if I care if people want their names hidden. Turns out he is leading some research company, and Rivienne hasn't been the most dedicated in her reports, even if she sticks well to her duties.Â
It was, of course, a trying day for Rivienne and before I knew it she was resting after overworking herself. Though I could see her inquisitive eye wondering where I had learned to manipulate Aether, though I am still very weak in it. Eudalie who happened to venture out... nipping at my heels, Â joined us in dissuading some eager worms from making a meal of the town and she went off to bathe in the springs.Â
I cannot fathom why my luck with Mi'qote is so... unfortunate. With David around, and knowing of the prying eyes of others I put my hunter's skills to good use and decided to keep an eye out to protect her, all the while David and this robot moogle were in my ear. David, was far more willing to look than I, even if he was not personally attempting it, but IT WAS ME who fell into the water. Me who splashed in front of a nude cat and made her caramel cheeks blaze as those too big eyes focused on me. I was unwilling to put on the act I had for Blue, I did not wish to play the fool and hurriedly apologized and turned away. Though... the hero always peeks.Â
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I told her "There's nothing to look at!" To dissuade her idea that I was being lecherous, but I regret it a little. Heroes don't peek, or maybe I'm not a hero because I didn't, though I don't see why I lied to a book...you're a book... right?
Much to my dismay I have not been able to find my master in Aether, but I have begun using my skills on my own, and not always for the best of means. I've another man who needs me to speak to him. It seems no matter how good a man I wish to pretend I am, my bad, my less than scrupulous skills are usually what are called upon. And this man wanted some help. I need to deliver to him a pumpkin cookie, and make the connection I have avoided for fear of involving the kitten.Â
Last I met Eudalie, it's been some time now, she was asleep in Pearl Lane. She was giving out home cooked meals to the homeless and had been awake so long she had nearly collapsed on some steps. She tried to offer me food, but I... who had done so much out of her eyes only took a small bit and refused the rest so she could continue her task, even if it would harm her to keep trying. I can't stand those pure and innocent eyes. They scorch me, and make me doubt and make me feel foolish. I knew that I needed to put more distance between us.Â
That was when David came to me, or rather I stumbled upon him in the Central Shroud while I was attempting to distract myself with some simple lumber work. This honest job had allowed me to meditate in pockets of Aether I found, just little sparks in the air, and keep to honest work. But it didn't suit me and I was growing bored, so I jumped on the chance to lead him North, into Coerthas to hunt for Rivienne. I had met her just a week before there, for a task of hers. We went onto Dragonhead, and onward North. We searched in caves and fought off a band of Ixali we stumbled into.Â
Eventually we found ourselves facing off against Dragons, David became seriously injured when a powerful wallop had his head cracking. We found Rivienne among the dragon corpse, she was furious to see us there, especially David. I won't go into details but she wasn't happy, and in the end they parted ways, leaving it to me to deliver the contract that would forever end their collaboration.Â
 I spoke to Rivienne one more time, and she told me of how she had chased her dead brother's trail here, had learned of her other brothers but had refused to see them. She spoke of the noble lord watching the land and how she was enjoying fighting Dragons. Rivienne always gives me an odd, yet warm look. She had opened up to me quite a bit since our first meeting. Oh yeah, I opted to become her partner some time ago, to watch over her in a sense. This this union is unofficial, and limited strictly to our occasional interaction. But I have to say, I'm starting to understand her drive more. Perhaps a Legacy, if nobly one isn't a bad thing. Though who would call me noble I dare to laugh at.
With the deed done I continued to focus upon my meditation... I need to find my master... I can already imagine the things I want to do. Without that sylph wannabe of a man I'll likely end up doing something others will regret. My old ways are catching up to me, but I can't say I hate it. With this, I hope to keep better track of my journeys.
Thank the twelve that kitten isn't here to give me those innocent eyes...
Where to begin... oh yes... as per usual.
Dear Diary,
Other than a lot that I don't want to tell you about my past, there is a good deal of information I have omitted. Whether it's to prevent myself from remembering, or to ensure prying eyes don't learn my secrets I can't remember. But we all have secrets don't we?Â
To begin, I'll talk about Eudalie. She seems to make her way into my pages quite often, to the point that my last entry about us fishing seemed redundant. Perhaps my memories are melding inefficiently. This kitten, who I remind you is out to save the world with her food and conjuring continues to stay around me. She has affiliated herself with a company that will be selling pumpkin items, she attends classes about Archaeology. Oh yes, the man who I hurried away from, his name is Garrett and last I saw him there was a flash of metal in his coat, (a gun to my surprise) alerted me to less than peaceful interests. Despite his inability to hide it he chose not to speak of it. [sub][In quick written hand is a newly added note: I'm pissed diary. I found gun powder on Eudalie the day she was dishing out meals. I need to have a word with her friend the Archaeologist...][/sub]
She is quite good at making friends, yet like a stray I always find her nipping at MY heels. As though I possess some hidden elixir that she wants. Perhaps she's just friendly, or maybe she wants to heal my soul and the faux friendliness I portray, or maybe it's not a lie, who knows, this damn Mi'qote makes me wonder too damn much.Â
But I can't say we haven't been through a great deal together, from arriving at Gridania to being knocked out by Amalj'aa to be sacrificed to their deity. We escaped of course, having no interest in fanning the flames of their lord. Still I question why she always seems to make it into my periphery. Admittedly, though I'm sure I've said this before, I'm growing fond of her, and it's frustrating me.
As for myself, I decided to repair an old injury. A wound, from a vengeance order taken out upon me that wasn't quite completed. For his reasons, I won't write his name but MO, is a strange aether master. He speaks like a sylph who coincidentally I had met a short time before with Eudalie. You see I have done so much that with such great gaps in writing I cannot keep to dates as well. So tonight, this will be my best attempt to gather it all.Â
I found this man for a class, but when it came to a rather unpleasant and abrupt end I became outraged. So close to claiming my prize I refused to be turned away, and hunted this mage for myself over the next two days. When I found him, we spoke and I confessed. Sort of. Details weren't important and he unlocked the ties to the Aether I had lost. Instead of getting hammer on Ether he recommended meditation, so I vanished for a time. [sup][Avalt: A quickly written name indicates a return to this paragraph.][/sup]
Upon my return I met with Rivienne at Camp Tranquil. We traveled to the Forgotten Springs, a place where Eudalie and I had tended to some trivial matters. So I aided Rivienne, and she spoke of Jon, and her duty and of another man who'd likely prefer to avoid being named. David Black, as if I care if people want their names hidden. Turns out he is leading some research company, and Rivienne hasn't been the most dedicated in her reports, even if she sticks well to her duties.Â
It was, of course, a trying day for Rivienne and before I knew it she was resting after overworking herself. Though I could see her inquisitive eye wondering where I had learned to manipulate Aether, though I am still very weak in it. Eudalie who happened to venture out... nipping at my heels, Â joined us in dissuading some eager worms from making a meal of the town and she went off to bathe in the springs.Â
I cannot fathom why my luck with Mi'qote is so... unfortunate. With David around, and knowing of the prying eyes of others I put my hunter's skills to good use and decided to keep an eye out to protect her, all the while David and this robot moogle were in my ear. David, was far more willing to look than I, even if he was not personally attempting it, but IT WAS ME who fell into the water. Me who splashed in front of a nude cat and made her caramel cheeks blaze as those too big eyes focused on me. I was unwilling to put on the act I had for Blue, I did not wish to play the fool and hurriedly apologized and turned away. Though... the hero always peeks.Â
[Added in the margins]
I told her "There's nothing to look at!" To dissuade her idea that I was being lecherous, but I regret it a little. Heroes don't peek, or maybe I'm not a hero because I didn't, though I don't see why I lied to a book...you're a book... right?
Much to my dismay I have not been able to find my master in Aether, but I have begun using my skills on my own, and not always for the best of means. I've another man who needs me to speak to him. It seems no matter how good a man I wish to pretend I am, my bad, my less than scrupulous skills are usually what are called upon. And this man wanted some help. I need to deliver to him a pumpkin cookie, and make the connection I have avoided for fear of involving the kitten.Â
Last I met Eudalie, it's been some time now, she was asleep in Pearl Lane. She was giving out home cooked meals to the homeless and had been awake so long she had nearly collapsed on some steps. She tried to offer me food, but I... who had done so much out of her eyes only took a small bit and refused the rest so she could continue her task, even if it would harm her to keep trying. I can't stand those pure and innocent eyes. They scorch me, and make me doubt and make me feel foolish. I knew that I needed to put more distance between us.Â
That was when David came to me, or rather I stumbled upon him in the Central Shroud while I was attempting to distract myself with some simple lumber work. This honest job had allowed me to meditate in pockets of Aether I found, just little sparks in the air, and keep to honest work. But it didn't suit me and I was growing bored, so I jumped on the chance to lead him North, into Coerthas to hunt for Rivienne. I had met her just a week before there, for a task of hers. We went onto Dragonhead, and onward North. We searched in caves and fought off a band of Ixali we stumbled into.Â
Eventually we found ourselves facing off against Dragons, David became seriously injured when a powerful wallop had his head cracking. We found Rivienne among the dragon corpse, she was furious to see us there, especially David. I won't go into details but she wasn't happy, and in the end they parted ways, leaving it to me to deliver the contract that would forever end their collaboration.Â
 I spoke to Rivienne one more time, and she told me of how she had chased her dead brother's trail here, had learned of her other brothers but had refused to see them. She spoke of the noble lord watching the land and how she was enjoying fighting Dragons. Rivienne always gives me an odd, yet warm look. She had opened up to me quite a bit since our first meeting. Oh yeah, I opted to become her partner some time ago, to watch over her in a sense. This this union is unofficial, and limited strictly to our occasional interaction. But I have to say, I'm starting to understand her drive more. Perhaps a Legacy, if nobly one isn't a bad thing. Though who would call me noble I dare to laugh at.
With the deed done I continued to focus upon my meditation... I need to find my master... I can already imagine the things I want to do. Without that sylph wannabe of a man I'll likely end up doing something others will regret. My old ways are catching up to me, but I can't say I hate it. With this, I hope to keep better track of my journeys.
Thank the twelve that kitten isn't here to give me those innocent eyes...