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April 4, 2611
Ok, to start off this entry, I'd like to say that, yes, I was right. The whole "Shepherds" thing was indeed a metaphor. Also, Mr. Blue Hair? Turns out he was the prince, which explains why he expected me to know who he was. He took me to see his other sister, who was the queen-sorry, the exalt-of the country, which, if I remember correctly, is called Yilissay. We met up with her, and he told her he was inviting me into his metaphorical vigilante group. (Actually, are they really vigilantes? Emma Lin seems to be OK with it.) Mrs. Queen said that was fine by her, even thought Dr. Grumps tried to convince her otherwise. After the meeting, we set off for the Shepherds' garrison. Along the way, I calculated that the best way to learn the names of these people was to pretend to have another bout of amnesia. With this in mind, I purposefully walked into a tree. After some confusion, I managed to learn that their names were...Chris (or something)...Liz (or something)...and...Benjamin? Bernald? Fenton? ...Freddy-bear? Whatever. Oh, and Red's name was Sully. Finally, a name I can remember. I'm not sure what makes it more distinct than the others, but it doesn't matter right now. Us five arrived at the barracks soon enough, and I was introduced to my other comrades. There was this uptight blueblood girl who was way too invested in Lisa's safety, a girl who was obviously crushing on Chrome, a muscly guy with an axe, and a guy in full armor who was remarkable at not being noticed. Krom came in soon afterward and let us now that we were setting off for a country called Regena Ferox to ask for aid in fighting...either the zombie things, or whatever country Fernald said the bandits were from. We all promptly volunteered for the mission, and left soon after.
In about an hour, we discovered three predicaments: first, we had accidentally left without three of the Shepherds willing to come: the knight, a wizard lady, and another cavalier. Although the latter caught up to us at that time, the other two did not. Second, Muscles left his axe back at the base. All in all, that left me with a mere 8 soldiers, half of which were severely hampered in usefulness due to being extremely overpowered, lacking combat experience or a weapon, or being really terrible. Third, we were just attacked by a gaggle of zombies-also known as Risen, apparently-with said sparse army. Luckily, the wizardess came back with Mister Teacher's (as he likes to call himself) axe after a quick round of synchronized murder, boosting our numbers by an effective two. We fought our way to the leader of the undead crew, stabbed him several times, and burned him not-alive, courtesy of Mirion. We cleaned up after ourselves, and started marching again.
Along the way, I had the chance to chat with Sully, since I figured I might as well socialize with the one person whose name I can remember. We talked a bit about how we joined the Shepherds; I learned that she, as a noble, would eventually be granted the title of knight. Of course, being the tough girl she is, she wanted to earn her title by upholding her responsibilities as a Shepherd. It made my story about being found laying on the ground with no memory seem a little dull in comparison. At the end of the day, we set up camp, (with tents and everything!) and I wrote in my journal until I went to bed. Actually, that isn't true; I wrote the whole sentence in the past tense, but the very last part should technically be in the future tense. In fact, I haven't actually stopped writing in my journal...
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Goodnight.
~James Iforget
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