March 2nd, 1935
Well, for the time being, I'm a resident of Randgriz, it would seem. I'm renting an attic from an old couple that lives within the city walls. It's not exactly luxury, but it's not like I'm going to end up spending a whole lot of time here. Really, it's just a place to store my things so that the Imperials don't steal them all. Not that I imagine they'd have a lot of use for a bunch of books, but that probably wouldn't stop them. In any case, the room is clean, and the couple are nice enough people, nice enough to cut the rent for a courageous militia volunteer such as myself.
That's not a particularly accurate depiction of myself, I'll admit. I'm not actually in the militia yet, and frankly, I'm too intelligent to try and be courageous. I'd rather be a live coward than a dead hero. Pragmatism has kept me alive so far, after all. I'm willing to continue with it until it fails. I suppose that that's not exactly a good guideline for changing the guiding principles of my life, because if it fails, I'm dead, but I can't really imagine anything better to base it off of, and it's been pretty succesfull in other aspects of my life so far... but that's not what I'm writing this entry for, so back to the world.
Randgriz is a pretty big city, and the streets are full, but it feels empty. I can't say it's surprising, given that war is on its way. Maybe people are just staying home. I'd probably end up doing that myself if I didn't already have a plan to follow; you could cut the tension in the air with a knife. When you're outside, you almost expect for shells to start falling any second. It's completely impossible, there's no way that that'd be able to attack Randgriz before an invasion on the way in, but all the logic in the world doesn't make the feeling go away.
It's pretty late right now; I got in pretty late last night (spent the night in a dirty hotel. I plan not to repeat the experience), and spent today settling in, so now is the first chance I've gotten to write. Tomorrow I'm finally going to go out and volunteer. Let's hope everything goes as smoothly as planned. I'm not entirely as to how much time I'm going to have once I'm joined up, but I'll try to continue writing as best I can. If I don't even have enough time to write a journal entry, well, lets just say there's going to be some serious complaining when I finally do get a chance.
-Cezary Regard
