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Mar. 15th, 2010

Though it has only been a short while, the language has been easy enough for me to learn. The similarities are many and this language must have been derived from my own. With my new found skill I have managed to set myself up with a job at the orphanage. It is just a few rooms at one of the Inns for the moment, but the court seems to think the actual orphanage will be ready within the week. What luck is this, that I have!? I should not question it and I will not.

Mar. 3rd, 2010

This land is strange to me, but I have no other choice but to call it home. Dor-Lomion has been lost and is below the sea, or so I have been told. I imagine that too means my kinsmen are also gone. I miss them already, but I hold onto a glimmer of hope that they might still come. Little Lalaith was too young to die, but happy were the days that she had on this Earth.

There has been war here of which I know all too well. I wish to help the city that should be my home regain it's former glory. It should be easy settling myself here with all of the confusion going on, I only need to learn the language which has not been hard. It is very similar to my own. Perhaps I should find a job with children.