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lilfluff(Note, this is in the voice of a character I invented some years ago known as The Traveler. A guy who discovered how to hunt out gates between realities and left home without a backward glance, edit the second: Forget a link. You can find Flight of the Godkin Griffin at Flight of the Godkin Griffin)
Traveler's Report
or In Which I Read Someone Else's Diary
by a traveler of the many worlds, occasional hero, occasional troublemaker, and more frequent vagabond in search of quiet
Part the First, from entry 9 October 2003 to entry 23 October 2003
An interesting character. A flier, retired soldier, and a contemplative one. This Angharad Godkin of the Sunblood Cliffs looks to be an interesting person to follow. I shall just hope that she is not to irked if she finds that I have started reading this journal I have found. And dear, I hope you make the right choice. If this traveler has learned two things about armor they would be don't forget you have it and don't trust too much in it.
Aha, a commander. It seem this diarist is someone of status. I shall doubly hope she takes no offense at my reading this. Offending military officers has rarely done me good. Hmm, oof, these folk believe in some form of eugenics? That also has rarely been a good sign for me. Perhaps I should leave this diary behind and start looking for a safe feeling gate... Ow, then again perhaps I should read a bit more of her misfortune. Seems her army knows the same trick all the others do. At least they are being somewhat decent about it.
Oh dear. Overly accommodating superiors. Run Angharad, run! No, I suppose you won't. Don't seem like the kind to do so. Even if finding the nearest safe gate has been a frequent solution of mine.
Oho... Oh forget it, who am I to judge on romantic matters. At least you aren't setting into immediate mindless rutting. Oh hey, that's almost the turn of phrase you used.
Um, wait. Wait. There's a whole bloody unit that has never trained with the sword? Bah! I was right the first time around. Run and don't look back.
Traveler's Report
or In Which I Read Someone Else's Diary
by a traveler of the many worlds, occasional hero, occasional troublemaker, and more frequent vagabond in search of quiet
Part the First, from entry 9 October 2003 to entry 23 October 2003
An interesting character. A flier, retired soldier, and a contemplative one. This Angharad Godkin of the Sunblood Cliffs looks to be an interesting person to follow. I shall just hope that she is not to irked if she finds that I have started reading this journal I have found. And dear, I hope you make the right choice. If this traveler has learned two things about armor they would be don't forget you have it and don't trust too much in it.
Aha, a commander. It seem this diarist is someone of status. I shall doubly hope she takes no offense at my reading this. Offending military officers has rarely done me good. Hmm, oof, these folk believe in some form of eugenics? That also has rarely been a good sign for me. Perhaps I should leave this diary behind and start looking for a safe feeling gate... Ow, then again perhaps I should read a bit more of her misfortune. Seems her army knows the same trick all the others do. At least they are being somewhat decent about it.
Oh dear. Overly accommodating superiors. Run Angharad, run! No, I suppose you won't. Don't seem like the kind to do so. Even if finding the nearest safe gate has been a frequent solution of mine.
Oho... Oh forget it, who am I to judge on romantic matters. At least you aren't setting into immediate mindless rutting. Oh hey, that's almost the turn of phrase you used.
Um, wait. Wait. There's a whole bloody unit that has never trained with the sword? Bah! I was right the first time around. Run and don't look back.
