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Post by Deleted on Dec 25, 2014 19:05:37 GMT -8
Toralynne inserts a key into the lock of a inn room she has taken up residence of for the night, with a 'click', it unlocks and she turns the handle, swinging the door open as she steps inside, looking about for a moment to ensure the room was unoccupied before closing the door and locking it behind herself. Moving to sit on the bed, she pulled a bag off her shoulder and sat it down beside herself, opening it and scrounging about inside it with her hands she looked for something until her fingers brushed against a leather book, pulling it out, she placed it on the bed next to her then continued searching inside her bag until she found a writing quill and a bottle of ink, sealed tightly to her relief. Adjusting the pillows on her bed as Carbuncle jumped up beside her and went over to the foot of the bed to lie down and rest, she propped her back up against the pillows and used her knees at a 'desk' to write in her journal on. Unclasping the journal, she opened it and flipped past the filled pages to a blank one then opened the bottle of ink and dipped her quill into it as she considered what to write.
Dear Diary,
It seems life keeps sending me in unpredictable directions. Just as I -think- I have figured out what lies ahead for me, I find myself back on the ground, knocked down from another unforeseen event. I've made the choice to venture off from Envisage, to take some time away from what is familiar to me to sort myself out and in hopes, cast some light on the shadows of the summoner's journal I have found. My expedition will have to wait for now, but with some luck, I might just unlock a better understanding of where it is we need to be searching beyond the vague vastness of the Sagolii desert. This time away will be good for me... I hope. I've considered submitting an application to join Arcanum upon my return, but I must admit, with Rauri and I, well, whatever it has become of us, I haven't heard from him in months now, he could be dead for as far as I know, but assuming he's not and he's simply avoided me all this time, well, that could make things uncomfortable, none the less, the company in itself does still perk my interests, I can see it being a steady source of income and an enjoyable means to an end at that. I shall have to take this time to work past whatever feelings I have so that when I return, if he is there and my fears are confirmed, I will be able to carry on unaffected, as if we were only friends. It hurts to feel as though whenever I bond to someone, they'll disappear, without word, leaving me wondering why, if I did something wrong, but I suppose this is my burden to bare. Perhaps it's best I distance myself from such emotions for a while until I figure out why it is this keeps happening to me.
I journey north to Coerthas, to lend aid to the people there while I study the summoner's journal. I should be arriving within a day or so. The cool air will help clear my mind, I always am able to think more clearly when it is cold.
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