Entry One - 26th of The Melting, 1405

Aren't you a pretty little thing. I found you in the markets of Memnon when I arrived here, and I just had to have you. I've never kept a diary before, but since I've set out on my own I'll need someone to keep a record of my accomplishments. For now that someone will have to be me, at least until I become famous enough for others to write about the amazing Selwyn Myrthanea.

Let's see, where should I start. I grew up in Everska, and come from a very good family of sun elves. Then a little worm of a bard stole me away. Well, I suppose I thought he was handsome and charming at the time, and I'd never seen a human before… I was a young fool, then, only sixty years old. Naturally my parents disowned me, so Dimitri and I wandered off, no real direction in mind. He showed me some of the tricks of the trade and we performed together. We were brilliant. The two of us could enrapture a town and live like royalty in their best taverns. His voice was like honey and wine… and, well, I suppose I wasn't the only one who appreciated it. I caught the wretched beast with some scrawny human tavern maid and that was that. I packed up right then and rode off. On his horse, too. Serves him right.

Dimitri always used to say he taught me everything I know, and I wouldn't be able to make it on my own. Too soft, he'd say, not used to life on the road and strange cities. Well, I'll show him. I've already made enough money for my own room at Boar's Tusk tavern here, one of the nicer ones in the city. The barkeep suggested I might be staying for free if I can attract more business. Can't fend for myself, hmm? We'll see about that.

Entry Two - 28th of The Melting, 1405

Oh, diary, you'll never believe what's happened today! One of the lords of the city, Ser Joyce, heard about my playing here and invited me to his manor! He's so rich, and not only rich but handsome too. I wouldn't have expected a rich man to be as handsome as he was. Anyway, he said he would be throwing a ball for the other elite of the city, and needed a new minstrel. He asked for a little song to show him what I can do and I swear to Corellon it was some of the best playing I've ever done in my life! He was practically speechless! As soon as he could talk he offered me fifty gold pieces straightaway in order to have me at the party, and suggested I might get a permanent position out of it too. He made some odd insinuations, I suppose, perhaps he expects some extra favors out of me… nothing I wouldn't expect from a man used to getting his way, and anyway, at least he's handsome. If he makes any untoward advances I'll just deal with that as it happens. No need to spoil good fortune with worry!

And even better, it's going to be a masquerade ball! With all the gold he gave me I'll be able to afford a new dress, and of course a mask. And to think, after this I'll be a court minstrel! This is just the sort of thing Dimitri could only ever dream about! There's certainly going to be other important people there too, perhaps some even more wealthy or powerful than Ser Joyce. Life is looking brilliant, diary, and now I have shopping to do. I'm sure it won't be easy to find a nice gown on such short notice, so I'll have to start now!