The fifth page.

Spring 29, 568



Another few months have passed without me putting my pen to paper. I don't really have an excuse for this; life's neither so boring that there's nothing for me to write about, nor so interesting that I don't have time. Oh well. I'm working on a new entry right now, and I suppose that's what matters.

Although I haven't received word from the rebels since I last wrote, a recent occurance seems to indicate that they're doing well. A trusted friend of mine tells me that agents of the theocracy have resorted to trying to interrogate exiles for information about the rebels. If our enemies are that desperate to gain information, it means that our friends are doing a good job of avoiding them. It's a heartening thought, and we can always use more of those. Also, thank you to those people who are collecting food and supplies to aid the rebels. Hopefully we'll have an opportunity to pass them on soon.

Also regarding Dar'shak, my clan still needs a "wax lips" darkstone shard. We're determined to get one soon, be it through purchasing or finding it. If a little luck couples with that determination, we'll meet our goal in the near future. If it doesn't, then we'll have to work harder.

On another note, an interesting event took place recently when a mantuan was found in east field. It's unclear where this mantuan came from - some people suggested that it swam all the way from Metzetli, and others think that it came from some undiscovered place in the mountains to the east. Whatever the case may be, I count myself lucky for having had the opportunity to help overcome such an incredible beast. I really hope to see more of them in the future.

Life goes on, hopefully I'll write more about it soon.

--Largo

The fourth page.

Winter 46th, 568



I realize it's been a few months since I've written here, but I also realize that nobody really cares either way. Nonetheless, I'll probably make more of an effort in the future to keep this updated with some regularity.

Hunting's been even more of a focus than routine lately. As per usual, Kizmia runs with Kerrah and company are a staple. Even though it sometimes gets a little bit repetitive there, the coins and practice are good. A little monotony never hurt a fen, and at least I'm with decent company.

KI isn't the only place I've been, of course. A few days ago I was privileged to attend a raid on the new orga outback, lead and hosted by Jeepers. I'd been hoping for the chance to go there for a while, and was really pleased to be invited. A few highlights of the trip include: accidentally dropping a chained loathing, moping because Creed got a pony and I didn't, feeling kind of useful a couple of times, and being hit with enough lightning to probably cause serious harm to my mental facilities. I really hope to go back soon.

Champion preparations are going alright. I've been turning potentially valuable iron ore into worthless rocks at an amazing rate, thanks to the extremely generous contributions of too many people to name. I'm staying optimistic in the face of an avalanche of stones, though I feel a little snubbed when I think about how comparatively easy it is to become a ranger. Oh well. The grass is always greener, patience is a virtue, etc.

On a final few notes, Dar'shak activity hasn't extended beyond the norm in a while. There've been no invasions mounted by Necro, no words from the rebels, and no other things of any real note beyond Indigo's uncanny ability to sniff out Greater Deaths at bad times. Bane is still on the lookout for the fourth and final shard needed for our darkstone. If you happen to have the "wax lips" and would be interested in selling it to a good cause, contact me in the lands.

--Largo