Himitsu no Sensou
Change everything you are and everything you were
01 October 2014 @ 09:00 pm
Happy Festival!

I'm not even at home and I still can't help it. Bright and early like always. Half expecting to see the cookies and apple tarts set out in the kitchen. Of course there's nothing there! Because there's nobody here. But me.

Just me.


Happy Festival!

It's too early to go out and see what's open today, isn't it? I'm pretty sure it is.
Mood: grumpy
01 October 2014 @ 10:56 pm
[Filter: Private, in Kilian]

I talked with all of them. It's been the first time I talked with all of them in so many weeks where I wasn't trying to share bad news at the same time. There were so many of them eager for anything. This ... this is going to be the brightest thing they've had for some time too.

Between Grandfather's journal, and all of the thoughts running through my head there's just no sleeping. There's so much to do ...

[Filter: Nessa, in Trade]

I know you can't be awake right now, it's still a few hours until the sun rises I'm sure. I'm still going to go get the ovens started, and start preparing the kitchen. I can't sleep. When you read this everything should be ready for you.
Mood: listless
02 October 2014 @ 11:47 am
[Filter: Kiefer]

The leaves, the candles, the caramel popped corn, the spiced tea, was that you? The children have been deliriously happy. They think tomorrow will be the best Festival ever.
Mood: guilty
01 October 2014 @ 09:24 pm
[Filter: Private]

So this is it for me, then. I was nothing but a womb to him and now I can't even be that anymore, and all I could give him was another worthless daughter. I'm so happy she's perfectly well for all the trouble she caused me! So pleased that they had to cut me open to save her, rendering me a useless, dried-up old husk of a woman before I'm thirty years old! So thrilled that Hasten can toss me out onto the streets and find another, better wife who can give him the perfect heir he wants now that I've exhausted my sole purpose!

I suppose Mae will be the one to carry on Lireth's line, now. At least she is as close to perfection as I could give him.

The squalling little one still needs a name, but I want nothing to do with her. I don't care if Amaeyra takes this one under her wing and is called mother.
Mood: angry
01 October 2014 @ 08:15 pm
[Filter: Private]


Tomorrow night. All right, then, I guess. Chin up, Ian. This is the easy part.
Mood: nervous
30 September 2014 @ 03:10 pm
[Filter: Private]

Dragons. The difficulty of solving this problem might actually be what he needs now.

[Filter: Hasten]

I know how Megam sank, and I need you to see that the same fate will not befall Dentoria.
Mood: worried
30 September 2014 @ 03:53 am
[Filter: Franelcrew]

Well, dears, I have some news~ It's rather important, so I hope you're all paying attention! ♥

That lovely October wedding I'm sure you were all excited for has been moved up a bit. To tomorrow, actually~ A Festival wedding, isn't that adorable. And I'd really like you all to be there, so I hope you haven't made any pressing plans~

I'm sure you'll be wondering why, and the truth is, though the situation here in Norey has been less than ideal for some time, some ... information has recently come to our attention that necessitates Julian and I laying very low, for a little while. As in, leaving Norey. Now, I can't take all of you with me -- don't clamor onto this at once until you finish reading every last word, please -- but I plan to take some and the rest of you will be in very good hands, assuming you want to stay at all. I wouldn't blame you for a moment if you didn't. I'm sorry that I've been so awfully busy, I've hardly been the hostess I wanted to be, and this is not the Norey I wanted to bring you all to.

But things will improve.

To that end, I should say here and now that I will be traveling to Riva in the near future, as much of what is happening here is apparently rooted there, and as you all may remember, that's where the Seal is located as well. I regret to say that we have not yet found a mage capable of what we need, and we are running out of time to make this work. Lord Silas of Riva is not our friend, and the timing is going to be ... very tight. So.

Mydra has suggested that I return to Kilia while she prepares all of that in the hopes that you all might have some help for us in that regard. We have the dragons, after all -- I understand it's a dangerous journey, but it can be done, surely? We can take whatever measures are necessary. It's worth noting that I suspect Lady Westa and Lord Hasten are going to have similar difficulties.


That's the situation.

[Filter: Jasmine, Elden, Jordan]

Obviously, you three are the ones that I am hoping will accompany us.

And I'm sorry you're finding out with the rest of them. Maeve discovered that Silas put half a million gold on my head and promised the Guild a hundred thousand each just for joining the attempt, and it's been rather a damned whirlwind ever since.

Oh, and I'd like to bring Korvin. He asked to go weeks ago, and since he's managed to put himself in possibly mortal danger since anyway, I may as well take him! At least then someone will be happy about the whole arrangement~

[Filter: Korvin]

If you're still keen to go to Kilia, I can hardly turn you down now~
Mood: indescribable
30 September 2014 @ 01:42 pm
[Filter: Amaeyra]

We arrived at our destination a week or so ago, and I was right to dread what we might find there. The villagers seem to have been driven to murder each other, and those who survive keep themselves locked away. Even the family who rules this village have been affected. The de facto leader, at least, is surprisingly helpful, for a Kilian, I think because she realises that it'll be easier for everyone if we just get what we came for. If only our search was that easy, but for now, we're taking some time to celebrate the Festival. It might help the village if there was something to bring them together, and to be frank, I'm looking forward to having my mind on something as trivial as presents to buy.

I hope you have not tired yourself out in preparing for the Festival and for the birth of Felicia's child. Hasten would be home now, wouldn't he? Both for the Festival and the birth?
29 September 2014 @ 11:46 pm
[Filter: Vince]

Yes, I know.

You're dead. I'm not crazy. I'm not imagining you can read this, wherever you are. I'm not in denial. I'm not coping strangely. I know that you're dead.

I guess I just... I just never really realized how much I relied on you. To be someone I could talk to. I have so much to say. So much. And nobody at all to say it to. Fayre -- Fayre has everything together. I love her so much. She was there for me as soon as she could be, the morning after you died, but when I share all my weakness with her I just feel like I'm diminishing her. Chris. What does Chris really understand about loss? About this kind of loss. His brothers, sure, but... it wasn't like this. And Julian.


Maybe I would talk to Julian. Julian understands the hell out of loss. But it's like there's a wall between he and I. It slowly crawled up ever since the day Tris died, and now, with Fayre back, and be knowing how I feel about him -- especially with you gone. It's so much more complicated than it seems, you know? How would I talk about you, with him? Dragons, I couldn't. It wouldn't matter that he couldn't understand why, I would understand why.

I couldn't bear for him to think I was in love with you. Because I wasn't. I never was, and I never even fooled myself into thinking it, after that night in Rechesa.

But you were something else, something different. Sometimes even something better because it was...

I just keep saying you were my partner. They nod, but even Mydra's agents don't really get it.

No one really gets it.

I killed her. Cut her open. It felt like... like waiting all day for a meal that's coming, only when they serve it, it's cold and badly seasoned and then you go home and have the runs.

You taught me to talk like that. Mother would have a fit.


She's doing what she can. But she doesn't really understand, either. I just keep thinking about Daddy. About -- Lester. Maybe I could be closer with him. We're twins! I could never dream of leaving Norey, not with everything happening, but maybe if I did...

There are just so many memories here, you know?

So many fucking memories.


I just feel empty inside, you know?

I don't think I should. I think I should be broken and sobbing and -- when life doesn't feel like it has meaning, that should bother you, right? That should kill you. But instead I just feel so tired, Vince. I'm so, so tired. Getting up feels like a chore. Sometimes I cry, but that just feels routine, too.

Maybe you get it. Maybe you felt this too, when your brother tried to have you killed. I bet that was hard. Or maybe you shrugged it off with a grin, like you always did. Maybe this isn't something normal, something that everyone feels sometimes. Maybe I'm actually broken. Snapped right in half.

I miss feelings, I think. But then, maybe I don't. They were so complicated, so frustrating, and I just feel...

Not peaceful. Can death be peaceful? But something else.

That's a question I wish you actually could answer. What death is like. I just... find myself wondering about it, sometimes.

It just --

It just feels like everything I really wanted to live for is gone. The only thing I can still name, something that I really, really want, is Daddy. Everything else is burned or sailed or just faded away and what then?

What do I do now?
Mood: blank
29 September 2014 @ 09:54 pm
[Filter: Elden]

I can hardly believe you're leaving the play. I thought for sure you would get to rehearsals and change your mind, but then you left almost as soon as you arrived.

If you need to stop teaching me as well, I'd understand. I'm doing better now, really I am. You've already helped me so much that I don't think I could ever repay you.
Mood: shocked
30 September 2014 @ 12:52 pm
[Filter: Private]

What can I say to her? The baby is well. It breathes and sleeps and cries. It has ten fingers and toes, fine golden hair and bright blue eyes. It is thriving, but it wants its mother. It is a girl.

The midwives tell me that Felicia cannot hold the child yet. They insist that she needs to focus on her own recovery before caring for the girl. But Felicia asks for the baby, she keeps asking if he is well. What can I say? What will she do when she knows it is not the son she promised?

Hasten is angry. I think he would rather them both to have died, than to have no son, and a wife who can no longer give him children. What man will not think he is trapped, in a situation such as his? He has not seen the child since she was first presented to him. He has not given her a name.

The poor girl. You are three days old, nearly a Festival child. What do I call you, when your father has not named you, and everyone else too afraid to give you to your mother?


[Filter: H

[Filter: Hasten]

You should be with her.
29 September 2014 @ 09:48 pm
[Filter: Private]

Maybe it would be fucking better if I hadn't put this off for so long!


I should have just said something back when all of this started, isn't this just the story of my damn life? Waiting and fucking sitting on shit and going to everybody but the person who really matters about everything and now it's ruined.

It's ruined.

It doesn't really matter anymore, does it? It's ruined and I needed to fix it so much sooner to save it.


[Filter: Korvin]


I'm sorry.
Mood: uncomfortable
29 September 2014 @ 09:04 pm
See, there you go, you're doing very well. It's not hard at all once you get the hang of it, is it? You might not be able to make everyone new socks, but you're already doing very well.


What about you, Eabh? Do you think you've got the hang of it?
Mood: cheerful
30 September 2014 @ 01:28 am
I cannot believe Elyiethe is making us rehearse two days before Festival!!

No one tell her I said that, please.

But really she knows good and well that it's been a challenge to deal with the markets what with the situations recently and we need every last second we have -- at least, some of us do -- and ooooh.

Lionel! I know you're here! And you're in Kilia! And you're in trouble for never writing us any letters, you utter barbarian. Did you know, I have friends in Kilia, right now? What a strange coincidence. If you're anywhere near Baethan, you should say hello.
30 September 2014 @ 01:06 am
[Filter: Private]

Where do you even begin.

Well, everyone, I hope you didn't make any plans after all, because as it turns out, this little Festival celebration I warned you about is going to be my wedding. ... In two days. Elden is going to

It can't be helped.

Perhaps it's better this way. Who knows what foolish things I might have done if I'd had another month to mince around.

... Let's take care of this, first. This is much easier.

[Filter: Maeve and Jasmine]

Would you two mind doing me a tremendous favor? It's a bit of an unpleasant one, let me just warn you in advance.

Korvin and Forbes seem to have unearthed some very nasty business in one of the uptown orphanages. Whisperwind, he said. It seems their chaplain is one of the sected ones, and frankly, I don't know or care which flavor, and neither will you when you know what he's done. He tricks the children into using journals they think are books for their lessons, to see whether they gain access, then presumably confronts them later and murders the ones who aren't to his ... preference. Father Vernan.

Maeve, I'd like you to take care of that mess for me, if you could~? ♥

And Jasmine, I need you to keep an eye on Korvin and Forbes, in the meantime. Korvin seems to think that he might have drawn some possibly fatal attention, and I'm inclined to play it safe, myself~
29 September 2014 @ 07:39 pm
[Filter: Fayre]

It was you that kept me from being-

Those archers. They, um, worked for you? They wouldn't say. They acted like it was just a coincidence but it wasn't.

It was because of you, wasn't it? Can you at least tell me that?

[Filter: Irving]

... you can stop worrying about me. I'm not going back there again.
Mood: restless
29 September 2014 @ 07:22 pm
[Filter: Arwen, in Kilian]

Do you want to go see home on Festival? To say goodbye? Have Festival there one more time, like Mother and Father are still ...

Or is there too much ... too much there to do it? Do you think you'll have nightmares if we go there?

I just ...

I want to believe they would want us to have a good holiday. I want to know that they're with us in spirit.
Mood: sad
29 September 2014 @ 07:17 pm



Did anybody still want to, er, well ... it's pretty late now and I know we don't have many options, but ....

Mood: UH
29 September 2014 @ 08:57 pm

No, they must have the day wrong. It's the twelfth, isn't it? ... Isn't it? It must be. It's only been a couple of days since I checked, and work hasn't been coming along very fast.

Please tell me that I'm right and my workers are wrong ...
29 September 2014 @ 08:56 pm
He's here! He's here! I see his contingent on the road, he's here! I wish -- I wish I could ride out to meet him! But all of his men are there, and, and...

NO! No, I want to ride out! I want to ride out and meet him! I'm going! I'll bring Ashelia and Friska --? Do you want to come? I'm going!
Mood: determined
28 September 2014 @ 11:38 pm
[Filter: Lady Fayre]

I actually considered doubling Silas's offer. Sat there across from Mydra while she stared with that unnerving gaze she has, you know the one, and ran the figures through my head. A million gold to the assassin who murders Silas for me! How simple! I could pay it, but I suspect I'm the only one who could.

And then I realized what had happened. A single woman, worth a million and more to the Kanemorian crown. Ah, Lady Fayre. You break all our hearts. I can't be tying up royal funds in the Guild, however, no matter how worthy of the sum my son and my subjects think you.

Mydra wants to send you out of the country entirely. She suggested to me that you have friends in Kilia you could potentially hide among, which we all know is quite true, and well out of even the Guild's reach. We also know that you may never come back! History, you know.

Here is what I propose:

You marry my son in an unexpected yet perfectly lovely Festival ceremony, then abscond with him in a whirlwind of matrimonial passion that none could reason you out of. Whichever friends of yours you choose along with a contingent of the guard and Mydra's own chosen people will meet with you soon after, and you will wait until Mydra has completed her plans in regards to Lord Silas and presented them for my own approval. Fulfill your role as she dictates, then once he is dead, you will return to Norey with extensive evidence of his involvement as well as information on that damned contraption you claim may turn my country into the next Megam.

Oh -- and an heir in your belly would be more than welcome, too.
29 September 2014 @ 01:23 am
[Filter: Fayre]

I know that you're busy. Extremely busy. I've been trying to get in to see you all day and no one has admitted me! I'm perfectly aware that you were shot yesterday and matters are extremely serious, but --

Well, I have something extremely serious, myself! Extremely, extremely serious. And I really do need to talk to you! As soon as possible.

So, er, do write back? Thank you.
Mood: scared
29 September 2014 @ 01:22 am
Mn, Alina is such a sweet child. And so very smart, too! She already knows most of her letters -- Kilian, of course. But some Trade, as well! It's very, very impressive.

What a dear...

She deserves a real Festival as much as any of us.

Darlings -- we are going to have a real Festival, aren't we? In fact, this whole town should. Labhri -- you say that light only appeared at night? Well, then, what could it hurt to have one day where we turn the whole town out? Everyone back in their homes, locked and curtains drawn, by 6 O'Clock, most assuredly! But before that...

We could kill one of the geese! I don't think any pumpkins grow here, but I did see a wealth of turnips! I haven't had mashed and buttered turnips in Dragons only remember how long! I could cook for the whole town~ I'm very good at it!

Would it be so bad? So impossible? Baethan is losing a battle to despair, more than anything. If these people had a reason to smile, just a little, for one day...
Mood: determined
28 September 2014 @ 10:38 pm
[Filter: Mydra]

I want to work for you again.

I don't care that I'm not a Pillar like the rest of your people and I don't care that my father might be upset. He doesn't even have to hear about it.

But I'm tired of sitting here helpless as my friends fight and die for this cause. I won't just be a bystander anymore. I want to help and I'm not going to take no for an answer.
Mood: determined
29 September 2014 @ 03:37 am
[Filter: Mydra]

Silas is recruiting the Guild at one hundred thousand gold per operative with a bonus of five times that amount to the one who actually lands the killing blow.

Does that make me the most lucrative target in Kanemorian history? I figured you would be the one to ask~

The information he's circulating gives a date. The twenty-third.
Mood: worried
29 September 2014 @ 12:32 am

Oh my gooossh look at all of this! Pages and pages and pages of notes! Something has got to be in this one. Everyone said the same thing! Churraigh's family was working with necromancy! And now, bam! All that knowledge is mine.

Well, some of it.

Enough! Hopefully.


-- oh, don't look at me like that. Those big blue eyes. You're like a puppy. A big dumb pretty puppy. And when you look at me like that, I feel bad, and I can't afford to feel bad! So stop it. Cut it out!

I can't wait to stop and look at some of this. Tune in! Notes will be detailed and comprehensive!
Mood: satisfied
29 September 2014 @ 12:14 am
[Filter: Gebann]

I sent one of the pegasus knights on a mission days ago, and now she's too far away to call her back. Just wanted to give you the heads up.
Mood: whatcha gonna do 'bout it
28 September 2014 @ 09:43 pm
[Filter: Private]


That's a lot of money.

[Filter: Fayre]

Got some people calling for your head in the undercity, you know. They've even come looking for us blacklisted types. Hiring anybody who'll leap at the price, and it's a really good price. Higher, if someone happens to get their knife in your neck.

They're serious about this. The guild doesn't just go -- looking up members who have burned all their bridges. Someone's paying them a hell of a lot of money to deliver your head on a platter.

And soon. The twenty-third.

I didn't get any names. Very hush hush. Probably only the highest people in the guild have any idea who's paying, and even they might not know the truth. Not with prices this high.

Five hundred thousand. If they manage to get the killing blow on you. A hundred thousand just for coming along for the ride.

There's going to be a lot of people coming after you for that.
Mood: pensive
28 September 2014 @ 11:43 pm
[Filter: Fayre]

I was wrong.
Mood: indescribable
28 September 2014 @ 11:26 pm
[Filter: Elijah]

Why exactly were you shooting at Lady Fayre?
28 September 2014 @ 09:03 pm
[Filter: Private]

I'm going to miss you, Nadya. None of this will be the same without you, but we'll make them pay.

[Filter: Adveni]

What a ruined night. It wasn't supposed to be like this. We were setup. We should have seen it coming.

Elijah, it's bad. Real bad. They got Nadya. Britt wasn't in the carriage like she was supposed to be. Apparently that was the damned Princess, and she survived too. She had someone with her, a mage, and someone riding a dragon. The dragon took out our archers, and Fayre and the mage took care of the rest.

What do we do now?
Mood: defeated
28 September 2014 @ 08:55 pm
[Filter: Scott]

How much do you know about what's just happened?

Wait, no. I'm sure you already know most of the details.

A lot of the Messengers that were supposed to be in that warehouse have gotten away. Mydra suspects they had some other way out, some exit she hadn't found to guard. They're all in league with the same woman who killed Vincent. And of course there's more of them out there, but these ...

Have you spotted any Adveni, anywhere? Warehouses they shouldn't be in, lurking in parts of town that seem odd, anywhere. We can't keep taking chances like this, Fayre might have died if anything had gone even slightly wrong.

This isn't an order, just -- just a question. A request.
Mood: blank
28 September 2014 @ 10:50 pm
Fayre! Oh, Dragons, Fayre! One of the runners, the newsboys -- just burst into the theatre and said that the Princess had been hurt, bleeding everywhere, making a speech, and I couldn't imagine who that was, and then --

What happened? Are you all right? I'm on my way right now. Dragons, I knew I should have been suspicious when Elden begged off! Lydia, please come with me, I don't want to go alone!
Mood: scared
28 September 2014 @ 10:50 pm
[Filter: Private]

I ... I wanted you to live through this so badly. I knew the odds. I know that you did too. But you were always the one of us who could take a knife into a dark alley and hold your own. Now every time I go into the cards I am going to look for you ... and you're just not going to be there.

You're on the other side now, Nadya, and I can only hope that you speak through my cards now. You see the paths now. Just tell me where to go ...
Mood: morose
29 September 2014 @ 10:02 am
[Filter: Private]

It's exactly as I feared. I prayed that what I feared would not come to pass, but now ... now it's been two days, and blood and no child and the midwife thinks they should cut Felicia open to save the baby even if it will kill her, because it's either that or letting them both die.

She's so tired and weak and there is nothing that will help her with the pain now that won't hurt the baby. She must know what is coming, she must. She'll know Hasten will permit it, because he might not get a son, but he can get another wife. He wouldn't hesitate.

I have to be brave for her. I have to be, or she will see that I'm afraid. The fear will pass on to her and she won't survive with fear flowing in her blood.
Mood: scared
28 September 2014 @ 07:46 pm
Everything is almost ready for then Festival, but there's still so much work to do. I can't believe it's only four days away! We've just barely finished decorating the outside of the palace, but there's still the whole ballroom that we need to finish decorating. We've been cutting out paper leaves for days, and are planning to hang them all over. It's going to be so wonderful! Every leaf is turning out just a little different

I still need to go meet with my seamstress to make sure my dress fits properly, though I'm sure it will. Oh! I need to finish shopping too. At least I know everything that I want to buy, but I still have to go and pick them up.

Why is it the last few days always seem to take the longest? I wish the Festival were tomorrow!
Mood: excited
28 September 2014 @ 09:38 pm
[Filter: Fayre]

There is no way in all hell that you're doing this without me.

Yes, I heard. This is what happens when you spread rumours about an attack to divert attention to another target. People hear about it!
Mood: determined
28 September 2014 @ 07:38 pm
[Filter: Forbes]

It all ties back to some sort of magical experiment the old elder of this town was involved in, it seems. That's how the rural areas of this place are structured, you know~ Small towns centered around individual families, so-called Forest Nobility, all of whom seem to have their own strange magical projects, most spanning generations of research. Of varying degrees of, er ... irresponsibility~

It's all quite beyond me, barely even knowing the language as I do. But the others are grouping off and preparing to tackle the task of piecing together what, exactly, we're looking for even as I write.

I have a feeling this won't be the last encounter with these noble families we have ... artifacts seem to have been misplaced or intentionally buried all over the countryside, here. It's incredible. I have a theory that some number of these houses must have been founded by sensitive and curious mages past, drawn to these lost little bits of knowledge -- haha, but it'd be quite difficult to get any research done on that. A project for a lifetime, that. And likely to earn whoever undertook it a shallow, unmarked grave.

Maybe that's why the idea appeals to me! Hah. Sorry, that isn't funny. I know.

Nothing to do but wait, now. Well, I'm sure Amalea will have me carrying around stacks of books for her, soon. It's like being an assistant at the University all over again!
Mood: uncomfortable
28 September 2014 @ 07:09 pm
[Filter: Franelcrew and those in Baethan]

Well ...

Well, we're almost back to the edge of Bathan. The trees are clearing out a little bit. And we can see some of the houses.

I don't even know where we're supposed to start looking for more information. In Jayne's libraries, I guess? Jayne, Labhri, do you know where your grandfather might have left information on this ... this power? This thing below Baethan ...

I wish we could get the boys to go outside.
Mood: tired
28 September 2014 @ 09:01 pm
[Filter: Forbes]

... I'm sorry I dragged you back there. I could have sworn something was going on. I must have made quite the ass of myself, didn't I? Asking Father Vernan if I could see his lesson plan, insisting that he was giving the children empty books, and... goodness. I think I looked like... quite the idiot.

It must have just been my imagination, after all. I -- don't repeat this to Sawyer, will you? I made quite a big deal of it to him...

And despite all the evidence to the contrary, I still don't quite believe it was all in order. isn't that terrible?
Mood: confused
24 September 2014 @ 12:54 am
[Filter: Lydia]

The inside of Norey's walls never looked so good. The place seems a lot friendlier too.

Gotta say, I'm ready to tell you those stories. You know, in person.
23 September 2014 @ 10:41 pm
[Filter: Pillars in Norey]

You'll all be interested to know there was a note written in Nadya's Channels hand found on the bodies of the men who attacked that boy, Loki. It would seem to me that he was targeted because of his warning to Fayre some days ago. Whether he is also a Pillar or not is mostly irrelevant, but we will continue to provide him protection. Of course.

This is our first evidence that Nadya herself is present in that location. I doubt she would have involved herself personally if she were not nearby.

It is clear that they still think themselves secure. It bodes well for our operation tomorrow, but I would advise everyone to come as fully prepared as you can possibly be.

In the meantime ... Fayre, we have informants from Colndor to debrief.
Mood: busy
24 September 2014 @ 12:31 am
[Filter: Sawyer]

I keep wanting to right to Dagda... ask him if he's sent that knight, yet! Hahaha... I'm so eager, Sawyer. I see the things you all write about and I -- well, I don't even care! In fact, it just makes me want to be there, more. You need someone close to you. Someone who'll be there for you! And...

And I really need to talk to Irving about this.

It's horrible, isn't it? I haven't, yet. We still -- well, almost every night. Weevils and all. But everytime I go to try and talk to him about this, I just remember that awful conversation we had last time, and I think that I'm going to have to wait another -- well, some time! Still here, waiting for the knight.

I need to start saying no, though. When he -- er, well. That's not fair. Is it?

No, it's not. It's not fair, I need to talk to him! I need to talk to him. Dragons, haha, I really don't want to talk to him.

I can't believe I'm thinking about you and him and this when -- when something a lot more important happened yesterday! Or at least, I think it did? I'm not sure. I feel if I can just focus on it for a few seconds, I'll know why it bothered me so much, but my mind keeps coming back to all of this!
Mood: ashamed
24 September 2014 @ 12:30 am
[Filter: Elijah]

It wasn't a bad plan. Was that one of yours he spotted the other day?
23 September 2014 @ 10:06 pm
I- uh, there's- [Angry scribbles]

Adveni. They're [illegible] There's something not-




Mood: scared
24 September 2014 @ 02:13 am
[Filter: Aes, in Atsirian]

How was Lady Megan? I've heard so little, and I know you were so determined to see her.
Mood: suspicious
23 September 2014 @ 11:10 pm
[Filter: Franelcrew and Baethan]

After all of that, there's nothing in the basement... nothing that we can find, at least, and the boys insist that they sense artifact energy, but they sense it everywhere. No hidden rooms, no secrets in the library...

I really thought... ah, well, that maybe something you'd all learned while away would change things here. After all, you learned so much. And yet, here we are... back where we started.

I... I suppose all that's to be done is wait to see if Lady Labhri and Lady Jayne can find anything from those journals, I...


At least no one is dying, anymore. At least our taking time isn't costing anything...
23 September 2014 @ 09:02 pm
[Filter: The Adveni]

Serj. Today was the day, wasn't it?

You need to detail your plan for me. Yuliet, I want you to have your cards at the ready. No reading yet, but if any of this sounds like there's a gap, we need to have it covered.

Tell me you're not taking care of this yourself, Serj. We can't afford for you to be seen connected to this boy a second time.
Mood: busy
23 September 2014 @ 10:45 pm
Oh, it's been just so... festive the last few days! I didn't really expect much. Things have been, um, well, subdued... but it's amazing, now! There are wreaths of acorns and oak leaves everywhere, and bouquets of brightly coloured rowan leaves hanging over every doorway. Mmm, and the smells from the kitchen! There's been a fresh pumpkin pie all the time, lately!

... um, F-Friska? Do... do you want to go and... get some of the pie together? And then maybe we could put... well, some nice, warm autumn wraps on and go sit in the garden and... talk a bit?

I... I think this is the first Festival since -- since what happened where I'm excited for it. Everything is different now. I'm in Rowan, not back in Emeron, and I really feel like -- like I have a family now, and...

Oh, Glenn! My darling! I miss you so much! When are you going to be home? I hope you'll stay for more than a few days...
24 September 2014 @ 01:38 am
[Filter: Private, in Atsirian]

Not Firuz, clearly, and now this?

This is exactly the pattern we were meant to be investigating. That I thought ...

Hn. Protection, yes, I'm quite sure.

[Filter: Prince Reeve, in Atsirian]

Which was she? Lady Zaefira. Pillar or Messenger? I am assuming that keeping us informed merely slipped your mind, my Prince. Understandable. There is so much on all our minds.
Mood: frustrated

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