Post by Super Sugar on Sept 27, 2018 17:30:14 GMT -5
9/27 - DR 1382
I am already missing Lyrabar even though the boat arrived just yesterday to Marsember. But, there's very many friendly people here. I met a man named Octavian that showed me around Suzail before bringing me to Greatgaunt. Octavian is a squire of the Royal Corps Monster Hunters and smells like cinnamon, which I faintly enjoyed the scent of. There's so much here that is different than my home, so many people who are trying to do the right thing.
Today, I spent my time adventuring out beyond the borders of Greatgaunt. Earlier, I met two other adventurers, Kilgrith and Lothar who I spent nearly half of the day with. Lothar was kind enough to pay for me to have a brand new set of armor, but I fear I may forever be in his dept with how much I owe him.
It's not even been a day and I already worry for my father. The Knights of Imphras promised to keep an eye on him, but there's only so much they can do and so much time they can spend with him each day. Perhaps after my business with the temple in Suzail is completed, I can return to him a knight. Return to him something he can be proud of. But, how long would that take? I need to write him.
Last Edit: Sept 30, 2018 14:37:12 GMT -5 by Super Sugar
Post by Super Sugar on Sept 30, 2018 20:17:05 GMT -5
9/30 - DR 1382
A group of us delved into the crypts within Greatgaunt today and put to rest a child vampire that had made its home within the depths of that place. The others might not be able to tell, but it upset me a great deal to have to put the thing to rest. Still, I am happy that it finally found peace. Who knows what sort of torture and pain the child had to endure to become what it was. Frozen in time, emotionally and physically.
Octavian told me he mentioned my name to a man of the Triad, named Horace. Or, maybe it was Holace? For the life of me, I can't remember specifically what he said the man's name was. Guess I can blame that on how many people were talking around us. It made me happy to see him again, Octavian, being the first person to have met after arriving in Marsember. Finally worked up the courage to ask him for one of his cinnamon sticks. It is a bit strong for me as a spice, but I do love the smell. I might end up adopting a bad habit out of chewing it.
I'm still waiting on father to write me back from the letter I sent to him. Hopefully the letter made it all the way back to Lyrabar. There's so much happening here that I want to tell him now. All of the friends I am making, my time spent within the temple of the Defenders, the many quests I get to go on here in Greatgaunt. I know it would make him happy to hear me go on, but I am always in pain for him. I don't like leaving him alone like this.
Last Edit: Sept 30, 2018 20:18:10 GMT -5 by Super Sugar
I'm glad to have so many people around who are willing to help me and guide me. I've been spending time with Kian within Suzail, learning about his past and telling him a bit of mine. I told him something the other day that I haven't shared with anyone but my father. But, I couldn't help myself. I'm still new here and it is very relaxing to just have someone to talk to, even if it just to talk about random things. Kian is also helping me gather some books that I would like to study. He spoke about needing to write to the Order of the Divine Resurrection. I may head out past Eveningstar myself just to see their hold.
A group of us sacked an orc cave a couple days ago and found a slain Tormite within. Jerrod of Arabel. I met the one responsible for his death while in the cave, but I am not sure we could have slain him at that moment. I'd rather us have walked free from that place with our lives and with Jerrod's body. Brother Bers has given me his blessing to seek justice for the loss of Jerrod's life.
I finally received father's letter. He says that he is alright, but even in ink, I can feel his pain. Things would be so much different if mother was still around, but at least I know he is safe. He says that a Helmite of the Knights named James has been spending more time at our house than others of the order and says that the man will not stop talking about his mother. I'm not sure what is to come of that, but at least someone is giving him conversation.
I had no idea Octavian was Dragonkin! DRAGONKIN! And I got to meet his sister Kaliyah who has developed WINGS! Never, ever in my life would I have imagined I would be shaking the clawed hand of someone that shares such a powerful bloodline as the Dragons. Maybe I simply missed the signs that Octavian displays, those betraying his Draconic heritage. Still, I don't think I will ever forget today. My heart is still pounding from the excitement. I feel like a child again, ha!
The noble Suzail house of Silverthorn offered me a position as a retainer with them even though I am still a recent arrival to Cormyr. I admit I am filled with uncertainty, but doing this gives me a sense of duty. I have no master of Torm's faith and rely very heavily on Torm's code to guide me. But, I think this could turn into something good, if it hasn't already. I wear their brooch and cloak now, after having taken the oath of their retainers. There's a lot of history and strength that comes with their name and I feel a bit proud to be able to represent them.
The fallen meteors continue to be sought by those wishing to discover and harness the powers of the star metal shards they find. But, it's no strange thing to Toril, meteor showers, that is. Was the recent shower somehow different, providing a new mineral we had not previously known of? Jerrod wanted to do such a thing, to craft a weapon from these shards but it got him killed. I must keep the code at heart in this case. There are two things that will blemish the faithful, and these are riches and pride. If one but remains in strained circumstances, he will not be marred.
Post by Super Sugar on Nov 11, 2018 12:00:15 GMT -5
11/11 - DR 1382
It's been over a month since my last entry and I'm not trying to avoid you. There's been so much going on and now something terrible has happened that I had no control over. I can't help to feel broken. I left a part of myself in that place. I wish there was something else I could have done to save him.
Lord Edmond of the Silverthorns tasked us with returning the lantern and, after so many battles, it is finally over. I think I can manage what it had cost me. The lantern is safe, in their hands, locked away.
Father's letters still come in regularly, but his words seem more and more distant as time goes on. I wish there was some way for me to bring him here to stay with me in Suzail.
Post by Super Sugar on Dec 17, 2018 0:25:32 GMT -5
12/17 - DR 1382
I was wrong. I cannot manage any of what has happened. Both my mind and my heart are broken. I've spent the last month in solitude, attempting to piece my thoughts and emotions together and I just fail to do so. I have failed my order and myself and desire to gain nothing else from Cormyr. I can't get the child's face out of my mind, knowing he was whisked away to some dark place within the Underdark by those evil monsters. My father needs me. I leave this place, the unfortunate Silvethorns, the bastard Hornbows, and all those who I have met. I leave Cormyr for Lyrabar. At least there, I won't have to keep looking over my shoulder for Vindel's shadow.