Dear Journal,

I still wonder why a man like him - a man who probably knows so many more better people - has fallen for me. It just doesn't seem right - I have my many odd faults, and I may be pretty, but not beautiful in the least...and in my true opinion, I am a mere brown-headed bimbo...lacking the great beauty...

But his words are burnt and imprinted deeply into my heart, because they mean so much to me. I think they are the best things I have ever heard in...my life.

But...

(Ermin looks to her promise ring and sighs lightly)

And I trained recently - I'm sitting in an empty Cerbies' right now. Wil has attracted all Jeffrey's customers away from the inn...the inn only holds the usual visitors, you know? Thorin, Zakath...and a few new adventurers here and there.

Talking of new adventurers, I met a very nice man whose name is Nyman Adept. He is willing to learn and has a certain liking for fine jewels. Haha. I found him in the Tavern of Glass with Marron and...him.

And that was the same day he spoke those words to me...

(Ermin gazes dreamily at the journal, sighs, then signs the page with her usual flourish)

Ermin xxx