Cycle 134, 9th Indiction – 2 Summer 16
Someone told me that keeping a journal might help make me less nervous, so I’m starting one today. Today is also the day I give up adventuring. I’ve decided. No more zombies or things with teeth or crazy people for me.
No sooner had I gotten out of Saren and left those psyocopaths behind, than I suddenly woke up in Freystadt with a huge man I’ve never seen before punching me repeatedly in the face. When I finally regained consciousness, with a huge headache I might add, everyone was trying to tell me I had been possessed. Of all the things to happen. I’m glad Steinogg is okay at least.
Anyway, that was the last straw. If I had a boss, I’d be putting in my resignation. No more adventuring for me. I’m going to go get a nice, cozy desk job in Freystadt City. Something dealing with books or paperwork – they don’t fight back.
Is this good for my first journal entry? It seems a bit short, but it’s not like I’ve read anyone else’s diary. I’ll write more after I look around town tomorrow.
Cycle 134, 9th Indiction – 2 Summer 17
Getting a job was way easier than I thought. I don’t even have to sing, it’s great. They offered me a place up in the big lock they call the Aegis Vault around here, pushing papers. The people in there seem a bit stuck up, but it sure beats getting chased all over the place by Shelyn knows what.
I start work later today, they’re giving me a uniform and everything. I’ll be staying at an inn for a little while, until I can rent a room somewhere or something, but the pay here is good. It looks like I can finally relax a bit. Surely in a city so big and organized as Freystadt, nothing else will happen to me.
Oh no, oh no, oh no. Something just happened, and I’m still confused, but I know it can’t be good. I was at my shiny new desk, looking through the inprocessing paperwork, and some huge armored man just swung down from the ceiling and tackled me. I couldn’t stop it, and before I could react he pinned something shiny to my blouse and jumped out the window.
Nobody here says they saw anything, but now they’re all calling me Lieutenant and acting all respectful. These things on my uniform do look kind of like rank. Did I just get drafted into the military? I thought writing this might help me calm down, but I’m still scared.
They came and gave me my orders a few minutes ago. My orders! They called me “Lieutenant Kaleel”, too! I didn’t sign up for this. I wanted a desk job, just a simple, quiet desk job. Worse, I’m getting deployed to Fort Mϋllrose straightaway. They said they’d even teleport me there tomorrow.
I don’t know much about Freystadt, but isn’t Fort Mϋllrose like, on the front lines? Come to think of it, I’m not even a citizen. How did I end up in this situation? I don’t think there’s anything I can do, though. Everyone around here is very stern. It seems like there haven’t been any major battles for a while, so that’s a relief. I hope my new squad is nice. There’s no way they can be worse that those crazy people I worked with in Saren.
Cycle 134, 9th Indiction – 2 Summer 18
They weren’t lying about teleporting me to the Fort. I got here early this morning – is getting a teleport spell in Freystadt really that easy? Anyway though, my new squadmates are insane. I met them a few minutes ago, and now I’m writing this in my new quarters that they showed me to.
Their – our – leader seems to be that half-elf woman with the glasses and the brown hair all up in a strict bun. I think she was a Major, I don’t really know Freystadt ranks, and she was the only one in uniform. As soon as I teleported in she started berating me about my uniform, saying my rank was crooked and my clothes were wrinkled. Like I wrote before, she was the only other person in uniform. I don’t even know what I’m supposed to do, I’m wearing the same uniform as I was yesterday – it’s the only one I’ve got.
They didn’t issue me anything, anyway, just told me where to put my things. My things that are all back in Freystadt City. The only thing I had on me was my lute, because I get shaky if it isn’t nearby.
The others aren’t any better. The dark-haired girl kept telling me to shut up every time I spoke. Somehow she knows my name already. She and the pale guy were glaring daggers at me the whole time, too. It was more than a bit intimidating. There’s another Elf in the squad, though, and he was nice to me, if a bit odd. The others seemed to stay away from him, too. Maybe we can be friends.
Shelyn save me, the Major is banging on the door. I’ll write more later.
It’s been half a day since I last wrote, and I still have no idea what this squad actually does. Major Kaspersen has been giving me orders, but they’re all things like doing the squad’s laundry and making her tea. Everyone else just seems to wander around the fort.
What’s more, I saw a.. a thing watching me while I was doing the laundry, and it’s disturbing to think about how long it might have been following me. It looks like a girl, but it’s got these horrible solid blue eyes and antennae and a tail. Nobody else has said anything, so I think I’m the only one who can see it. Rinfanfannal keeps looking over his shoulder and jumping at shadows though, maybe he can see it too. I’m terrified that if I look behind me right now, it’ll be watching me from the doorway.
Maybe I should mention something to the Major, but she probably wouldn’t take me seriously. I tried talking to Captain Hasek too, but she just keeps telling me to shut up and that nobody likes me. The only other one is the pale guy they all call " Thilo ". I tried introducing myself and he just said something I didn’t understand, but which made my teeth ring for hours. It was incredibly uncomfortable.
Dinner is coming up soon, I’ll play my lute and see if I can get on better terms with any of them. I don’t know how long I’m going to be here, and I don’t want my only friend to be Rinfanfannal.
Dinner was a disaster. I think everyone hates me more now, and I’m lucky to have escaped with my life. I was tuning my lute while everyone else got their food, even though Captain Hasek kept glaring at me every time I plucked the string. I pulled one of them too tight, and hit a real nasty off-note. It’s usually just annoying, but as soon as Rinfanfannal heard that, his eyes crossed, he screamed, and threw over the table. Food was everywhere.
It took three of us to hold him down until the ‘incident’ had passed. He was struggling and yelling one moment, and the next moment he was suddenly sleeping like a baby. Major Kaspersen said it happens sometimes, and ordered me never to tune my lute near Rinfanfannal again. She also ordered me never to tune it near her or Captain Hasek again, because they find it, and me, annoying. That hurt what little self-esteem I have left.
The first day is finally over, though. I don’t know if I’ll be able to sleep tonight. Squadmates aside, I think these barracks are haunted. Shelyn protect me, I have no idea what I’ve gotten myself into.