*there appear to be some odd lines or smudges underneath the regular lines of text*
Wow, I'm really, really bad at keeping this thing up to date, huh?
Don't judge me, book, I didn't see you doing any of the work and I've been busy, y'know.
Well, okay, so you don't know because I haven't been writing in you, shut up.
Fine! Fine! You win.
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So, I've kinda fallen on my feet, made a pile of friends from all over the place and I've met someone special AND nearly screwed it up immediately, but didn't, so that's good, right?
She's so kind and reserved (Until you get a few drinks into her) you aughta see her blush, seriously, cutest thing ever.
She's four times my age and still blushes!
So, lemme see... There's Zazzles, Yasz, (She's with Natham, but the guy has a stick up his arse the size of an ironwood), Keeta, Legs and Red.
Yasz and Red don't get along because Red punched Natham so hard his nose has only just started pointing forward again... gotta buy Red a drink for that...
SOON. SOON HE WILL BURN FOR HIS IMPUDENCE
Yasz is an absolute sweetheart, one of those caring, nature types. Not a bad kisser, either.
WEAK LITTLE FLESHLING, THERE ARE ALWAYS MORE DEAD WOLVES.
Red's one of those crusty, heart of gold types... admittedly he's like... 98% crust, but there's gold in there, I can smell it.
USEFUL, HE BRINGS ME TRIBUTE AND SHIELDS ME FROM FOES.
Keeta's one of those demon bloods, really excitable, everything is drama with her, but it's great fun spinning her around and seeing which direction she explodes in.
WHY IS SHE WASTING HER TIME ON THIS HALF BREED FREAK?
Legs was with me in the mists, she didn't make it out so well and I guess it still haunts her... maybe I should take her back in when we're stronger. Face it down.
BRAIN SHATTERS WEAKER THAN SOFT HUMAN FLESH. SHE IS INFECTED.
All of these people have been trying to help me with my condition... just thinking back on it, it seems kind of silly now:
I thought it would hurt, I was TOLD it would hurt, and I guess it did, because I got shot at the time... I'm not making much sense, am I? Right, okay, from the top, then.
So, turns out my dream is more of a sort of blood-memory from long ago, I dream it because I'm sort of like Keeta, but instead of demon blood, I have dragon blood in me.
At first I just wrote that off as crazy talk, stupid people just reading in to a dream, but I began to doubt a little, and then a lot and then I got really, really scared.
What if it wasn't just a physical thing? What if I lost my mind, my humanity?
WASTED THOUGHTS, YOU HAVE NO NEED OF THOSE SHACKLES.
Yasz and I had a long talk about it, it was really, really nice, I got so worked up that I kissed her at the end, which was not the –most- brilliant idea I’ve ever had and Natham was royally pissed. I couldn’t care less about him, but he did make a point about it being unfair to Zazzles and he was right, so that’s not happening again. She forgave me, I’m luckier than I had hoped to have such a sweet girl.
So there’s also this guy. A guy in grey. I paid him out once because he and his little friend were having a tough time in the crypts, but I also offered to help, then he spat on me. Seriously, spat right in my face, right there in the temple, then ran off.
COWARDS, PATHETIC, MEWLING COWARDS.
Ran into him a while later on the way back from a hunt, he took one look at me and hid in the temple, even though I only said: ‘You!’ I mean, c’mon, would an apology kill you?
YOU WILL KNEEL BEFORE ME AND BEG FORGIVENESS, AND THEN I WILL KILL YOU SLOWLY.
Then he shot me: With a gun. Some people are just… insane.
That was when it happened, a split-second as he was pointing that barrel at me, fire raced through my body, burning, tingling, it was… probably the weirdest, scariest, most joyful feeling I’ve ever experienced… rudely interrupted when the flintlock ball smashed through my plate and into my stomach.
I HAVE AWOKEN.
When I woke up I’d been patched, but… well… Now I –really- have to invest in a better skin care regime…