Written By Valda
Aug. 23, 2020, 6:10 p.m.(11/22/1013 AR)
A dream. The spirits gave me a dream, and it isn't a pleasant one. I spent most of these past weeks trying to suss out what it means. Turns out it seems to be a vision of the past, though it also seems like it might become relevant pretty quickly once again. I hope I can figure it out in time.
Written By Valda
July 5, 2020, 10:50 a.m.(8/7/1013 AR)
It's been fairly quiet since my last journal entry. I always struggle with these; we never did them back home. I've spent some time since getting to know Scout Rowenova - a nice woman, seemingly eager to help - and Guardsman Tarik. I was invited to help an expedition, but the short notice meant my duty to Lady Rona came first. I also happened to find an injured raven. I took it as a sign, and I nursed it back to health. I named him Soot, for his color when I found him. He's turned darker since.
Written By Valda
June 21, 2020, 2:38 a.m.(7/7/1013 AR)
It's been years since we arrived in Arx. Lady Rona took far more of my time than I ever expected she would, but I'm finally finding time to myself. As she grows older, her need of me dwindles. It's time to find new ways to pass the time. New duties with which to occupy myself. I've spoken to the Sword of Whitehold, and he's provided me with a great many places to start. And so, let us see where the spirits take me.
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