Two Worlds Diary: Session 4

Men like Garvil do not deserve to live. I do not say those words lightly as I consider myself a pacifist and I aim to find a diplomatic solution to all conflicts. I believe that we all have to decide for ourselves just how much sin we are willing to live with, but I have a limit to my tolerance. Garvil reminds me far too much of Draven. He uses a twisted reinterpretation of Ardent’s teachings the same way Draven would present himself the hassled yet noble savior. It all exists for the same purpose, and I refuse to see Halim cower in fear of a man who uses his power that way. Draven made the mistake of teaching me the art of conversation, and I will see to it that Garvil learns to regret teaching Halim the art of killing.

Two Worlds Diary: Session 3

                They say “reality is the best fiction”, and after the past few days I am inclined to agree. I never expected my meeting with King Vatlaw to go the way it did, and I am still rather ashamed to admit how it all happened.

Two Worlds Diary: Session 2

                If we do fail this mission, I cannot say it was due to a lack of faith or resources from Freeport. I had planned for months of travel by horse, but the palace arranged for us accommodations onboard the Skyrider. Though I have seen airships before in my life I have never had the luxury of riding one before, and I must admit there is a thrill to it. There is no denying the wonder and awe you feel as you watch miles of familiar land fade away into a mere speck as the ground beneath you zooms by as effortlessly as walking. The adjustment to the speed takes a moment to get used to, and I would be lying if I said I my meals sat well with me the first few nights. Still, an upset stomach is far more preferable to saddle sores in the long run, and the privacy was appreciated.

Two Worlds Diary: Session 1

                My name is Elexis Whisper. I hope that the eyes scanning this page are my own as I nostalgically reminisce about my successful venture years down the line; preferably from the comfort of my own home. However, I am not naïve enough to ignore the likely possibility that this journal was found amongst my remains. If that is the case, then I have a good idea who is reading this, and I am sorry for failing you, hon.