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Written By Navi

Sept. 2, 2018, 12:11 a.m.(7/4/1009 AR)

I still can't seem to get a handle on all that I have learned of the leadership of this 'fair' city. I escaped one form of tyrany only to find another... somehow, this one is worse. Perhaps it is because I expected it from those in power where I was ... but, here? Hope has gotten me through a great many thing, and I shant surrender it easily ... though, I can't help but feel betrayed.

Written By Navi

Aug. 31, 2018, 12:31 p.m.(7/1/1009 AR)

The Flower Guard. It sounded so silly at the start, but now that I've had a chance to understand more, I will be proud to wear the armband. The war's song will tell a tale of pristine blossoms as free of blemish as purest aeterna, unstained, unmarred by the blood I would shed in their defense.

Written By Navi

Aug. 26, 2018, 4:48 p.m.(6/20/1009 AR)

The one warmth that seems to remain is Niro's forge -- the fire never dies, even in the latest hours, it is a beacon in the dark... when my blade cannot find its voice, dozens of others ring out as a choir from their places on the walls and in stands, crying out for the hands of those that would reach for them. Truly, amidst the grime and the soot, he walks through a garden of thorns.

Written By Navi

Aug. 26, 2018, 11:18 a.m.(6/19/1009 AR)

My training in the arts martial continues, but the blade sings so softly when it's to serenade a crowd. As much as I appreciate the opportunities given me, and I do, this is not war. I have never thought myself an entertainer, and I'm not certain the fire will survive in such a stagnant state. That said, tempers continue to rile, and I am torn ... do I hope for the thrill of true battle, or do I fear what this could mean?

Written By Navi

Aug. 26, 2018, 10:59 a.m.(6/19/1009 AR)

This city has begun to take a toll on me. What was once a roaring fire is now dwindling embers, and the breathe that winds through the streets is too bitter to grant her life. Even in the midst of Spring's renewal all I can see is Winter's desperate remnant, coiled about this place like some great and monstrous serpent.

Written By Navi

Aug. 10, 2018, 9:41 p.m.(5/16/1009 AR)

A new blade. It won't bring back those that I have lost, nor will it undo all that has happened, but it will go a long way down this new and trecherous path. Something to delight the audience, until I've the funds to do something more.

Written By Navi

Aug. 10, 2018, 3:29 p.m.(5/15/1009 AR)

It seems I am to be a Champion. How quickly my outlook has changed, how swiftly have I found a home -- a guild, a Patron, a purpose. I can only hope it will go as well as I believe it will. I must meet more of these 'champions' and improve upon my skills in battle.

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