Jagged-edged parchment lays compressed between two pieces of shark hide, bound together by a cord of the same grey hide.
Tuesday, 26 August 2014
Normality?
Isolde and I spoke for several marcs yesterturn. Obviously, I cannot speak for her, but it wasn't as challenging to be kind this time. It was wonderful to hear she is doing better. Hopefully in time she'll forget all about me and find someone that never makes her cry. I told her about a statue I'm considering crafting. With all this talk of dragons, I think I'll take white marble and black obsidian and create a moving dragon, capable of spitting fire. Of course, that would mean speaking to the foremost authority on fire, Kairiel. I expressed concern to Sol that Kai may attempt to set me ablaze before I have a moment to bring up my request. Decided a courier might be a better approach.
Among other things, I've been informed that two guild leaders are speaking to their members about me. I didn't think any guild would seek my membership, if not for the things of my past, but for the debacle that was my leadership of Honor.
Besides those two things, I haven't done much since my return. I attempted to procure armor to use in training, though it ended with dismal results. I may petition to become noble once again, and soon.