"Nih, I-- I wish the lens you saw yourself through was more clear...I do not see...disfigurement or ugliness....neither within or outside of your self. Perhaps one day, you will learn to extend yourself a bit more grace and mercy..."

How intriguing that one, once nothing more than a foolish Cleric, is now a trusted and respected friend. Wait. Is that to mean that people change?! Certainly. Only a fool would believe otherwise. We all change. Some good, some bad. I still see myself as detached and cold towards a great many, and I am fine with that. Few have proven they deserve any warmth from me.

Yesterturn, late, Emilia and I went to the Temple. She is now a Shadow, she is now a Rogue. This turn, I have advanced. It took all my will to keep going, but eventually, with the help of Rosaline, I obtained enough learning to visit the trainer.

Turn Nine.