Journal #7: Lughnasadh

Taillteann

Steve

Written by Steve, da dregun

This journal writing thing has turned into some kind of prize, so everyone wants to do it. Connor wants to do a lot, all the girls want to try, and Shuka almost convinced me to let him to do half the journal this time. And no, I'm not a dragon. Elsa somehow sneaked that on there with permanent ink.

I (key work "I") woke up at around 6:00 AM/Midnight and walked around. I had a chat with Eabha about alchemy, the mechanics of a cylinder, and Angie. For some reason, he likes her. How many things one can learn in less than 30 minutes…

I talked to the banker about how to use money carefully, how to throw trading cards, and why everyone talked about us. It turns out the girls were currently the best looking/most popular people in the city right totally did NOT omit a very important person whose name starts with a S, last letter is E, middle letter is E, right in the middle of the E and E was a V, and in the middle of the E and S was a T, and has five letters in his name. Anyways, by the time I was pretty good, I had to wake up the girls and others because it was 10:00 AM/around midnight. I didn't tell the others about why everyone stared at us because I liked to see them squirm. That's not really a secret anymore since I wrote it down. Fercking permanent ink…

We did Andras's Test, but had to kill 70 because there are seventy of us, we delivered the Shadow Realm supplies, We planted tons of mines in the Shadow Realm, we defeated the temple knights (which were much harder than what I remembered. I guess they realized that there were seven of us instead of one), we did the secret mission, we did all the missions on the mission board we had to do, and now we have to wait for Tuesday. By now it was 6:00 PM, and we weren't tired, but we didn't want to do anything. Somehow, Kaylin made ice-cream for all of us (what rank of cooking do you need to do that?) and we all lounged around on Beacon Mound (everyone always forgets that place). Somehow, everyone got drunk except Elsa, and I, so I don't think that Angie, Connor, Shuka, Kaylin, or Amalie remember any of that. They started to do things that I didn't expect anyone to do in my life-time, but somehow, it all extremely proper. What my guess is that Kaylin got the vanilla from the vanilla flavored alcohol Pierrick was selling. Fortunately, there wasn't that much alcohol in the ice-cream. Bad part was that there was alcohol in the ice-cream. Luckily, my grandma owns a liquor shop, so I was raised in alcohol for a month or two every other year. I got everyone to the inn before people started throwing rocks at us what we were doing to the ground (smart move) and waited for everyone to go to sleep (1-2 real-time hours). I then went back to Beacon Mound to write this journal, and then Elsa joined me in writing this somewhere in the middle. Right now she is lying down, somehow with her face red. Oh yeah. Eweca. Derpiful moment. Somehow, she found the perfect spot so that the color of the moon combined with Eweca perfectly. Why am I writing this? Because I'm trying to fill up the whole page. My owl finally came back with a large nail. Considering that today's special was marble, that's simply marble-ous. I guess I should wake up Elsa from her involuntary sleep. Still, I wonder what's going to happen after we do whatever we're supposed to do. Do we go back to the normal lives that I can't be part of? Do I get stuck doing things I don't want to do? Do I get stuck in more awkward positions than I've ever been in before? Do my relationships with the others improve or get worse? Did I really just finish the page? I hope not, yes, probably, probably, yes. That took a while. Time to get slapped by Angie for wasting paper. Sigh…

Au revoir (are there any accents in that?)