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Ethir Wraithwain: New entry

2010-10-20T16:20:51Z

New entry

Ethir Wraithwain: April 24, 2010

2010-04-24T03:00:23Z

April 24, 2010

Vetari: February 12

2010-02-12T14:31:16Z

February 12

Ethir Wraithwain: /* Journal Entries */

2010-01-30T09:06:34Z

Journal Entries

Ethir Wraithwain: January 30

2010-01-30T09:05:53Z

January 30

Ethir Wraithwain: /* January 22nd, 2010 */

2010-01-22T09:33:33Z

January 22nd, 2010

Ethir Wraithwain: January 22

2010-01-22T09:18:14Z

January 22

Ethir Wraithwain: January 21st

2010-01-21T11:16:08Z

January 21st

Ethir Wraithwain: January 20th, 2010

2010-01-20T10:42:33Z

January 20th, 2010

Ethir Wraithwain: errr, I accidentally erased the journal tag. It is in place now. Sorry.

2010-01-11T09:04:03Z

errr, I accidentally erased the journal tag. It is in place now. Sorry.

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	Perhaps it is high time I sought out a Royal Court to submit myself to as a vassal? Or perhaps a reciter of poetry and ballads of glory. I will visit the nearest kingdom post-haste.		Perhaps it is high time I sought out a Royal Court to submit myself to as a vassal? Or perhaps a reciter of poetry and ballads of glory. I will visit the nearest kingdom post-haste.
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		+	===October 21st, 2010===
		+	I have received a vision that I must make haste to Derby. I will not rest. I will keep running with all my strength to find this vision.

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	===February 12th, 2010===		===February 12th, 2010===
	My plant has mysteriously disappeared from some reason. I feel terrible for this loss to my plant. I do not feel the will for writing anything. I just want to weep.		My plant has mysteriously disappeared from some reason. I feel terrible for this loss to my plant. I do not feel the will for writing anything. I just want to weep.
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		+	===April 24th, 2010===
		+	I have been sitting and contemplating my existence on Shartak. My martial skills are falling into disuse, and my skills with words are decaying.
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		+	Perhaps it is high time I sought out a Royal Court to submit myself to as a vassal? Or perhaps a reciter of poetry and ballads of glory. I will visit the nearest kingdom post-haste.

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	===January 30th, 2010===		===January 30th, 2010===
	I was sitting under the shade of my apple tree when a curious thing happened. A rather decent man came walking up to me, with those fire-staffs on his shoulder. He demanded from me and my apple tree the truth whether we were plotting against the Royalty's rule. He was mad, I think. Mad enough to threaten a tree with a blade. Strange things truly happen on this island.		I was sitting under the shade of my apple tree when a curious thing happened. A rather decent man came walking up to me, with those fire-staffs on his shoulder. He demanded from me and my apple tree the truth whether we were plotting against the Royalty's rule. He was mad, I think. Mad enough to threaten a tree with a blade. Strange things truly happen on this island.
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		+	===February 12th, 2010===
		+	My plant has mysteriously disappeared from some reason. I feel terrible for this loss to my plant. I do not feel the will for writing anything. I just want to weep.

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 This is an old leatherbound book. The pages look to be made of old parchment but are surprisingly sturdy. You wonder what art or devilry had given rise to this old book. It seems to magically update itself in your possession, with new entries being added every so often in a strong and firm, but sometimes illegible hand. You feel a sense of awe and wonder at this. Perhaps there is an original of this magical journal that you have found.
-=Journal Entries=
+==Journal Entries==
-==January 11th, 2010==
+===January 11th, 2010===
 My new journal has arrived at last. The Trader took his time in getting my order out. Where do I start? Well, first, I did not expect to survive the Great Rebirth, but I am still here. Strange though, that I have no recollection of what has happened in the past before the madness of the Rebirth took over me. I feel as though I have spoiled my honour. As though, in a fit of madness, something came over me and I have done a great evil. It makes me feel sick to my heart.
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 I will try to regain my honor now. Perhaps a quest could bring me back my lost honour. I will find a worthy cause and my participation will bring back my lost honor and perhaps, glory in death as well.
-==January 20th, 2010==
+===January 20th, 2010===
 I've decided to try and grow myself a garden. Thinkers of old always admired the beauty of nature. I think an apple tree will be a good tree for my garden. But first... I need one of those newly imported seed bags. I need help obtaining one though.
-==January 21st, 2010==
+===January 21st, 2010===
 I have obtained a seed bag from the Trader. And, I have attempted to grow an apple tree beside my home. Lord Crichton is here for some reason, but I value his company as I try my hand at bringing forth life. I have emptied ten bottles of water on this new plant, and I hope it springs to life. Apples are quite rare since the Magic Mountain decided to cease being magical.
-==January 22nd, 2010==
+===January 22nd, 2010===
 My little plant has sprouted. A warm feeling fills my heart at this sight of life. I will water it daily to keep it alive, or have someone water it in my stead.
 I killed a parrot who attempted to perch on my newly sprouted plant. As I killed it, it spoke to me that "Stonerkitten is a hot chick!" or some such barbaric talk. As I stared at its eyes glazed with death, I felt a tug at the back of my mind that something similar had happened before, something about talking birds. I must be going mad. Mad with joy because of my plant. Yes, that must be it. Birds cannot talk. This is utter madness. Birds cannot talk. I will get to the bottom of this talking bird phenomenon.
-==January 30th, 2010==
+===January 30th, 2010===
 I was sitting under the shade of my apple tree when a curious thing happened. A rather decent man came walking up to me, with those fire-staffs on his shoulder. He demanded from me and my apple tree the truth whether we were plotting against the Royalty's rule. He was mad, I think. Mad enough to threaten a tree with a blade. Strange things truly happen on this island.

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	My little plant has sprouted. A warm feeling fills my heart at this sight of life. I will water it daily to keep it alive, or have someone water it in my stead.		My little plant has sprouted. A warm feeling fills my heart at this sight of life. I will water it daily to keep it alive, or have someone water it in my stead.
	I killed a parrot who attempted to perch on my newly sprouted plant. As I killed it, it spoke to me that "Stonerkitten is a hot chick!" or some such barbaric talk. As I stared at its eyes glazed with death, I felt a tug at the back of my mind that something similar had happened before, something about talking birds. I must be going mad. Mad with joy because of my plant. Yes, that must be it. Birds cannot talk. This is utter madness. Birds cannot talk. I will get to the bottom of this talking bird phenomenon.		I killed a parrot who attempted to perch on my newly sprouted plant. As I killed it, it spoke to me that "Stonerkitten is a hot chick!" or some such barbaric talk. As I stared at its eyes glazed with death, I felt a tug at the back of my mind that something similar had happened before, something about talking birds. I must be going mad. Mad with joy because of my plant. Yes, that must be it. Birds cannot talk. This is utter madness. Birds cannot talk. I will get to the bottom of this talking bird phenomenon.
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		+	==January 30th, 2010==
		+	I was sitting under the shade of my apple tree when a curious thing happened. A rather decent man came walking up to me, with those fire-staffs on his shoulder. He demanded from me and my apple tree the truth whether we were plotting against the Royalty's rule. He was mad, I think. Mad enough to threaten a tree with a blade. Strange things truly happen on this island.

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	==January 22nd, 2010==		==January 22nd, 2010==
−	My little plant has sprouted. A warm feeling fills my heart at this sight of life. I will water it daily to keep it alive.	+	My little plant has sprouted. A warm feeling fills my heart at this sight of life. I will water it daily to keep it alive, or have someone water it in my stead.
		+	I killed a parrot who attempted to perch on my newly sprouted plant. As I killed it, it spoke to me that "Stonerkitten is a hot chick!" or some such barbaric talk. As I stared at its eyes glazed with death, I felt a tug at the back of my mind that something similar had happened before, something about talking birds. I must be going mad. Mad with joy because of my plant. Yes, that must be it. Birds cannot talk. This is utter madness. Birds cannot talk. I will get to the bottom of this talking bird phenomenon.

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	==January 21st, 2010==		==January 21st, 2010==
	I have obtained a seed bag from the Trader. And, I have attempted to grow an apple tree beside my home. Lord Crichton is here for some reason, but I value his company as I try my hand at bringing forth life. I have emptied ten bottles of water on this new plant, and I hope it springs to life. Apples are quite rare since the Magic Mountain decided to cease being magical.		I have obtained a seed bag from the Trader. And, I have attempted to grow an apple tree beside my home. Lord Crichton is here for some reason, but I value his company as I try my hand at bringing forth life. I have emptied ten bottles of water on this new plant, and I hope it springs to life. Apples are quite rare since the Magic Mountain decided to cease being magical.
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		+	==January 22nd, 2010==
		+	My little plant has sprouted. A warm feeling fills my heart at this sight of life. I will water it daily to keep it alive.

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	==January 20th, 2010==		==January 20th, 2010==
	I've decided to try and grow myself a garden. Thinkers of old always admired the beauty of nature. I think an apple tree will be a good tree for my garden. But first... I need one of those newly imported seed bags. I need help obtaining one though.		I've decided to try and grow myself a garden. Thinkers of old always admired the beauty of nature. I think an apple tree will be a good tree for my garden. But first... I need one of those newly imported seed bags. I need help obtaining one though.
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		+	==January 21st, 2010==
		+	I have obtained a seed bag from the Trader. And, I have attempted to grow an apple tree beside my home. Lord Crichton is here for some reason, but I value his company as I try my hand at bringing forth life. I have emptied ten bottles of water on this new plant, and I hope it springs to life. Apples are quite rare since the Magic Mountain decided to cease being magical.

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	I will try to regain my honor now. Perhaps a quest could bring me back my lost honour. I will find a worthy cause and my participation will bring back my lost honor and perhaps, glory in death as well.		I will try to regain my honor now. Perhaps a quest could bring me back my lost honour. I will find a worthy cause and my participation will bring back my lost honor and perhaps, glory in death as well.
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		+	==January 20th, 2010==
		+	I've decided to try and grow myself a garden. Thinkers of old always admired the beauty of nature. I think an apple tree will be a good tree for my garden. But first... I need one of those newly imported seed bags. I need help obtaining one though.

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	This is an old leatherbound book. The pages look to be made of old parchment but are surprisingly sturdy. You wonder what art or devilry had given rise to this old book. It seems to magically update itself in your possession, with new entries being added every so often in a strong and firm, but sometimes illegible hand. You feel a sense of awe and wonder at this. Perhaps there is an original of this magical journal that you have found.		This is an old leatherbound book. The pages look to be made of old parchment but are surprisingly sturdy. You wonder what art or devilry had given rise to this old book. It seems to magically update itself in your possession, with new entries being added every so often in a strong and firm, but sometimes illegible hand. You feel a sense of awe and wonder at this. Perhaps there is an original of this magical journal that you have found.