#TTRPG

001

I'm still catching my breath (figuratively, because I don't need to) from all the running and jumping off of vehicles to get to this town, I forgot what's it called. Oh cut me some slack, I may be a wizard but a humanoid brain can only store so much and I'm old, of course I'll tend to forget things. That's why I keep a journal. I even forgot the name of the birdfolk library personnel who accommodated me, they say they know Rohan, my mentor who contacted this library to take me. I needed some place to hide after I escaped Balay. They immediately gave me a job too.

Today seems to be festive outside, perhaps it would be a slow day at work.

The last time I attended a festival at the Balay, my friends and I were able to freed some prisoners that are supposed to be sacrificed in the festival. I hope they're okay. I need to make peace with the fact that I'll never see my friends again. Wherever I am, this is my new life now.

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Maybe stepping outside won't hurt, besides it's almost sundown, glad I still have the ring my father gave me so the sun won't hurt that much. Besides, I kept hearing the kids say, "Touch some grass". I'm now curious if there's something about the grass in here.

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Goodness. My purse got drained from the festivities and thieves, sucked dry more than any vampire could do.

Also, I regret to report that there's nothing special with the grass.

I should be more careful because I almost kicked a halfling and I sent a fairy flying. Anyway, I didn't catch their names, well to be fair, when meeting fairies or faes, giving out names is not something safe to do. I learned the hard way.

The lights are turning out one by one and skies are getting darker I can't write further in this journal with this.

Here we go again.