27th Nesan, 997 NE
This is it. Tomorrow. I… don’t know what to say. Five years of work. Tomorrow I get bonded. It seems such a simple statement on paper. Just a few words… that can change a life. I don’t really know how to describe what I’m feeling but the nearest I can guess at is the night before a wedding. I guess I’ll find out when I get married….
I’m too excited to write more. I’ll probably have more to say tomorrow.
28th Nesan, 997 NE
Umm. I wrote above I’d have a lot more to say. But I don’t, really. I feel like nothing needs to be said. I feel… well, whole is the wrong word. I felt WHOLE before. Now its more. Kind of one and a half, I guess. Creator, that sounded daft! Séonaid is sleeping right now. She’s half a tower away, but I can tell she’s safe. It’s strange. I guess it’s how mother’s feel… like there’s someone else’s well being that’s more important then yours is.
20th Danu, 997 NE
I’ve meant to write more entries, but I’ve been… well, BUSY, and… who am I apologising to? It’s not like anyone else is going to read this, is it? Anyway, it seems that one of my brethren, a warder named Tarn, has been, and I don’t really like to say this but… well, slack in his duties. HE ALLOWED HIS WARD TO GO AWAY WITHOUT HIM!!!!!!!!! I don’t know what he was thinking! I…I…words don’t even start.
We managed to find some people who are going the same way to us, and we’ve agreed to travel with them. There’s this Idrien, who I think is a hunter for the Horn and there’s Joar, who’s doing the same thing, but I think he’s been at it a while longer. He seems familiar, and I have the strangest feeling I should be asking him to make me a weapon…but not a real one. Bizarre.
And then there’s Cruinn. It’s a good job you (Well, me when I read this in the future, when I guess I’ll laugh at it ,well not at it, at me, or something…) can’t see me now. I don’t think I could get any redder. She, well, she… is very…very upfront. Umm. Well, I’m sure I’ll remember, so I won’t say anymore… I just wish Séonaid wouldn’t keep looking at me as soon as the subject comes up. She doesn’t say anything, but I’m sure she’s laughing at me somehow. Not in a nasty way but, well, it just makes me feel more embarrassed.
I…I better stop before I say anything else. Ahem.
21st Danu, 997 NE
I’m writing this on the floor of a ship. We’re investigating a mystery… which just got a whole lot more dangerous. I was sleeping when I suddenly felt this… well, revulsion. It reminds me of… well, never mind. In short, I now know what Trollocs feel like. Oh, and look like. Oh, and I also know that I CAN fight, and not just practise.
The day started off well enough. We boarded a ship (and thank the Creator we were in sight of land! I had enough of embarrassment last night…) and set off. Night soon fell, and then the Trollocs attacked. I’m proud to say that I think I did a good job in protecting Séonaid – no Trollocs got anywhere near her, despite certain…distractions, mainly from that other woman. It also turns out that one of the women on board the ship can channel. I’m not sure what we’re going to do about it, but I’m sure Séonaid will know what to do.
Anyway, I have to get
some sleep now, or I’ll be no good whatsoever in the morning.
…… Blood and Ashes, I sound like my mother!!