The other day in Milltown, someone slipped some new clothes into my pack when I was not paying attention. I don't know who it was that put them there. Still, they must have thought I looked a rag-bag, so I am wearing them now all the same. I don't wanna look a scruff.
The clothes are light blue and sort of silky. I think I look quite nice in them; tidy, respectable.

I have never worn blue before. At home, they always dressed me in yellow. Blue was the colour of my older brother, Ben. With there being six of us, and all boys, Ma always found it easier to colour-code us. It make mix-ups less likely to happen during wash day and stuff.
I was brother number five and my colour was yellow.
My name was John, it wasn't Felix. I changed my name when I got here. I don't know why, I guess I think it just sounded fancier.
I changed my name to Felis and then the Gods changed it to Felix, and that is what everyone calls me now.
I wonder if it suits me? It seems a mighty big name to fill to me. I still feel like John.

The other day, there was another person in the Chicken Coop on the farm. His name was Shadde and he was another initiate like me. We shared potions and I gave him my salve when he was bleeding. I have not seen him in a day or two though.

There is a Cleric called Bella that talks to me sometimes. She is always very busy.

A few of ladies from Twilight Serenity seem to like me. I'm sure glad that they found me. Elly, their leader, even suggested that I come live with them. A new home. Fancy that?

My name is Felix and there is nothing that is very special about me.
I am not the bravest, or the handsomest, or the cleverest.
I am not tall or strong.
I have been here for a long time now; but I have not accomplished much at all.
I haven't a profession, or a guild, or any friends.
I don't have lots of plat either.

Lately, my time is spent between the Forest and the Poultry Farm: Hunting and training. I take the pelts of the animals of the Forest and sell them to the merchants in Milltown. The gold they give is enough for me to get by. I live in the Forest too. At night I climb a tree and that is where I sleep. The weather is getting warmer now, and I like to hear the birds singing when I wake.

I know that I need to try harder.

I don't know why I am writing all of this down... This is what journals are for, right?