So I found your diary. You should hide it way better. Get a pocket dimension or something.
Don't worry I didn't read it. Your lovesick poetry or whatever is safe. Seriously, though, a diary? That's what bards are for. You have a bard, a good one. Get her to write down your shit. It'll be way better, trust me. Besides, you're a big damned hero whether you like it or not, and heroes do. Other people write about it.
Ah shit, there I go again. I'm not trying to tell you to be like me, or…
So I don't know basically anything about music or, as it turns out, magic. But I do listen when people say things to me.
If I understand it right, Satrine is a song. Or at least she's the physical embodiment of a song. She doesn't sing the song, so much as the song sings her. If that's right, Odam, Avitu, and Partashah are like three movements of that song.
What I'm wondering is if it's possible to change the song, make it a lullaby instead of a march, or something like that. Someone told me…
I think I get it now, why my parents do really stupid things. Tia, too. They keep finding... putting themselves in situations where doing nothing isn't an option.
That's where the town is now. If we don't do something, the town will be swallowed by spiders, devoured by monsters, crushed by bandits, or all three.
The problem with seeing the future, is that I can see all the possibilities and it's paralyzing. Every time the wind blows or I take a step, the branches change, so my…
For a couple of spontaneous and creative people, Mallow and Tails can be terribly predictable. They're like a pair of loaded dice. Ugh.
So they're cursed, or blessed, or gifted, or whatever. They're part of it. Now we have to worry that if we kill Avitu, it's going to impact them, as well. Great. Like this wasn't already over-complicated.
That's mostly their own problem to deal with, though. Probably. Hopefully.
My current concern is Celendrial. I have something that might help her,…
I think I'm leaking.
I don't think anyone has noticed yet, but they're starting to react to things that haven't happened yet.
I thought at first whatever was wrong with me was being spread to others because of our local enchantment problems. But if I focus hard, I can make it stop, or turn it up so much that the kids can outmaneuver Vanayo, so it is me.
I don't really know what to do about it. I don't feel too good about casually warping people's minds. What if it's harmful. Is it…
I've had a complicated day.
We rescued some kind of angel and they promised to make us a weapon that could kill the source of the curse. That's good right? Probably... yes. It just feels like the weapon they're building is going to be its own problem.
You know that song about the old woman that swallows a fly, and then through a series of ill-considered solutions, she becomes a massive, all consuming monster that devours an entire kingdom? It feels a bit like that.
We need to solve…
This is probably my last entry. I know I say that kind of regularly, but we're descending into a cursed ruin that is turning everything in the area into monsters. I'm not really optimistic about this one.
I'm strangely comforted by the presence of a new... ally? Hellsteve Woereaper is coming along with us and it's sort of comforting. It's like having most of my family along with me. He's angsty like Axle, shows off like dad, and sets me on fire like Tia. I haven't been set on fire…
So I had a weird day...
You know that curse, well it's raising restless spirits and giving them the power to control monsters, so that's fun. Also, the curse has probably grown to encompass the Reach... more fun. Maybe everyone has already been transformed into a flaming purple ember monster and our idleness has doomed them all!
Also one of my teammates is dead. She didn't die recently. She's always been dead and I just hadn't noticed. It's freaking me right out. I might be a…
I recovered my boot from the bog. I'm still working at getting all the mud out of it. I really like these boots so I'm not going to give up easily. Some things are worth fighting for.
Unrelated, some Tony guy came to duel me. I lost, of course, but it was weird. I don't think he wanted me to lose. He was way better than the other people that have come out to fight me. I think he could tell that I wasn't really trying to win. I hope he isn't offended. Thing is, if I beat him, then he…
My powers are coming back and I'm not as happy about it as maybe I should be. After that weird weaponized polyhedron transport thing nearly cooked my brain while trying to incorporate me into its control system, my psychic powers were pretty much completely burnt out. It seemed permanent. I could barely even mend my clothes.
It was uncomfortable at first, living in the present and not being able to do any magic, but I got used to it. It was just starting to be normal. I think…
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