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Written By Dismas

May 19, 2018, 2:21 a.m.(10/8/1008 AR)

Strange couple of months since I came to the capital. Not sure I really like the noise of it much. Not most days. Different when I'm fighting for a crowd, when that buzz has a purpose and direction. Ain't like that most the time. Most the time, it's just noise.

Need to get out more. Get myself used to it. Make some contacts. Make a name. Ain't gonna be much use to the guild if I don't, and that's what I'm here for, right?

Mama's been writing regular. To the count and countess, too, from the sound of it. Which sounds right. There's trouble near Stone's Throw, and it's hard resisting the urge to just rush back and--what? See? That's what keeps me. Gonna wait till there's something to do about it. Know the Keatons are working on it, and I'll trust in that. In them.

Oh, and, hey. Won my first duel. Exhibition tournament for the guild, but it's a start. Still ain't got the mobility I need. Something about digging in feels right. Till I'm hit. And I remember how fucking dumb that is.

Written By Dismas

May 19, 2018, 2:12 a.m.(10/8/1008 AR)

Relationship Note on Caspian

My money's on Jeffeth. Is anyone actually taking bets? I'd lay down good silver on that.

I'm with Zebulon, though. Don't you think I ain't gonna fight to take first even against my own damned coin.

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