This story hour is dedicated to BSF who ran the game. Hopefully, he will start a story hour for the campaign too, because it is a very rich world and several parts of it will not be seen in this diary because Gwen is a little ego centric. I read Bridget Jones's Diary this summer and thought the style was perfect for Gwen. I hope it is a fun read.
Fort Greerson, Day 1
Powers discovered: 0 v. sad, Adventurers met: 0 but only arrived this afternoon, number of times been called a witch: 0 yay! Obsessive thoughts about Jalik: 132
Huzzah! The journey from Kellingsbrook is finally over! Plodding through a mountain range with a Thurgon caravan carrying massive rocks and building material is about as fast as a caterpillar spinning a cocoon. What’re they building here anyway? Wish Jalik wasn’t helping design whatever it is. Then, maybe he’d change his mind about tutoring me again. But, since he won’t, will become rich and powerful adventurer to impress him. Oh, there’s the door.
Was Father. Said we’d arrived in time for a ball that Lord Greerson is giving. Hopefully, my oldest brother Geoff will be there, rich from his adventures. I’m so glad I brought the green ball gown instead of all my purple ones because green is Jalik’s favorite color. Hope he dances with me. Must get dressed.
Grrrr. Hair is completely filled with knots, twigs and dirt. Must find better way to keep hair if I’m going to be an adventurer.
Ahhh. Bath water I sent for was woozy warm. Able to brush out long black hair and braid with lovely green ribbons. Green dress looks fantastic on body but clashes strangely with purple eyes. Hmmm. No wonder I always wear purple.
After the Ball
Number of times danced with Jalik: 3 (huzzah!); Number of times danced with own father instead of Jalik: too many (boo!). Number of times Lord Greerson looked at me: twice, I think.
Ball bigger than any I’ve been to in Kellingsbrook and with a much larger assortment of people. Jalik had to sit at a different table, as he will be working for Lord Greerson. Father not very good company, as he’s worried about Geoff not being in town for the ball. Most adventuring groups made a point of being here for it. Am sure Geoff’s group is just too busy finding treasure to stop for ball.
Lord Greerson made impressive figure at the head table. He’s definitely powerful in that physical kind of way. In fact, everyone at the head table seemed to be strong. A woman sat next to him with a dour expression and well-defined muscles, and I wondered if she was his wife until he introduced her as Crill and announced that he was appointing her as Warder at Fort Greerson. This caused a stir among some of the adventurers there. I wonder if he has a wife then. Hmm, he is a Lord after all. But Jalik has powerful magic. Will stay true to Jalik.
Humph. Just remembered overheard conversation between father and Jalik after dancing with an adventurer.
Father said, “Are you sure you won’t have time to tutor her while you’re working on the fortifications?”
“Positive,” said Jalik. “Even if I did, I can’t teach her anything. Her magic is unlike mine.”
“Perhaps one of Lord Greerson’s people then,” mused Father.
“Her magic is unlike any I’ve ever seen,” said Jalik. “Lord Greerson is not known for keeping many mages around or an assorted variety. I doubt any of his people would be able to help her either. It is best for her to try to discover her magic on her own.”
“But she’s only 17. She’s not ready. I’ve seen the way some of the adventurers here have leered at her.”
“Would you prefer, then, that she stay in Kellingsbrook and get married and have babies?”
“Humph. She’d probably leave the baby in the hen house while she distracted herself with all the adventures she missed. Plus, I’d like to see the boy who can keep up with her chatter. My mind nearly exploded trying to follow her thoughts when she was using telepathy on the journey. I’m going to miss that.”
“Only a father could miss that. I must confess to relief when she leaves her lessons.” (How could he!)
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know the lessons were such a burden.”
“Oh never that. You know I find her quite charming. But silence is golden when she’s gone.”
My eavesdropping was interrupted when an inebriated adventurer bumped into me and then asked for a dance. I agreed immediately to avoid hearing anymore remarks about my conversational skills. The adventurer’s name was Korliss and he seemed rather upset. Half of his party had forgotten to come to the ball, and since his group had a Royal Charter, he feared Lord Greerson would take offence to them. I asked what a royal charter was and he said that all adventuring groups had to have a charter to hunt for treasure. Depending on what kind of charter you had was how much in tax you had to pay. A royal charter did not tax the spoils of the adventure much, but you were expected to do what Lord Greerson asked if he had need for services from your group. He said they had also just lost a member because Crill was in their group and now she was staying to become a warder. I tried to console him, but I also arranged for an interview with him tomorrow to see about joining his group. I actually set up several interviews at the Dragon’s Wing, so it was a very productive night.
Must sleep now. Tomorrow at breakfast will show Jalik new woman. Won’t even speak to him. He will be amazed how much talking I won’t do.
Fort Greerson, Day 1
Powers discovered: 0 v. sad, Adventurers met: 0 but only arrived this afternoon, number of times been called a witch: 0 yay! Obsessive thoughts about Jalik: 132
Huzzah! The journey from Kellingsbrook is finally over! Plodding through a mountain range with a Thurgon caravan carrying massive rocks and building material is about as fast as a caterpillar spinning a cocoon. What’re they building here anyway? Wish Jalik wasn’t helping design whatever it is. Then, maybe he’d change his mind about tutoring me again. But, since he won’t, will become rich and powerful adventurer to impress him. Oh, there’s the door.
Was Father. Said we’d arrived in time for a ball that Lord Greerson is giving. Hopefully, my oldest brother Geoff will be there, rich from his adventures. I’m so glad I brought the green ball gown instead of all my purple ones because green is Jalik’s favorite color. Hope he dances with me. Must get dressed.
Grrrr. Hair is completely filled with knots, twigs and dirt. Must find better way to keep hair if I’m going to be an adventurer.
Ahhh. Bath water I sent for was woozy warm. Able to brush out long black hair and braid with lovely green ribbons. Green dress looks fantastic on body but clashes strangely with purple eyes. Hmmm. No wonder I always wear purple.
After the Ball
Number of times danced with Jalik: 3 (huzzah!); Number of times danced with own father instead of Jalik: too many (boo!). Number of times Lord Greerson looked at me: twice, I think.
Ball bigger than any I’ve been to in Kellingsbrook and with a much larger assortment of people. Jalik had to sit at a different table, as he will be working for Lord Greerson. Father not very good company, as he’s worried about Geoff not being in town for the ball. Most adventuring groups made a point of being here for it. Am sure Geoff’s group is just too busy finding treasure to stop for ball.
Lord Greerson made impressive figure at the head table. He’s definitely powerful in that physical kind of way. In fact, everyone at the head table seemed to be strong. A woman sat next to him with a dour expression and well-defined muscles, and I wondered if she was his wife until he introduced her as Crill and announced that he was appointing her as Warder at Fort Greerson. This caused a stir among some of the adventurers there. I wonder if he has a wife then. Hmm, he is a Lord after all. But Jalik has powerful magic. Will stay true to Jalik.
Humph. Just remembered overheard conversation between father and Jalik after dancing with an adventurer.
Father said, “Are you sure you won’t have time to tutor her while you’re working on the fortifications?”
“Positive,” said Jalik. “Even if I did, I can’t teach her anything. Her magic is unlike mine.”
“Perhaps one of Lord Greerson’s people then,” mused Father.
“Her magic is unlike any I’ve ever seen,” said Jalik. “Lord Greerson is not known for keeping many mages around or an assorted variety. I doubt any of his people would be able to help her either. It is best for her to try to discover her magic on her own.”
“But she’s only 17. She’s not ready. I’ve seen the way some of the adventurers here have leered at her.”
“Would you prefer, then, that she stay in Kellingsbrook and get married and have babies?”
“Humph. She’d probably leave the baby in the hen house while she distracted herself with all the adventures she missed. Plus, I’d like to see the boy who can keep up with her chatter. My mind nearly exploded trying to follow her thoughts when she was using telepathy on the journey. I’m going to miss that.”
“Only a father could miss that. I must confess to relief when she leaves her lessons.” (How could he!)
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know the lessons were such a burden.”
“Oh never that. You know I find her quite charming. But silence is golden when she’s gone.”
My eavesdropping was interrupted when an inebriated adventurer bumped into me and then asked for a dance. I agreed immediately to avoid hearing anymore remarks about my conversational skills. The adventurer’s name was Korliss and he seemed rather upset. Half of his party had forgotten to come to the ball, and since his group had a Royal Charter, he feared Lord Greerson would take offence to them. I asked what a royal charter was and he said that all adventuring groups had to have a charter to hunt for treasure. Depending on what kind of charter you had was how much in tax you had to pay. A royal charter did not tax the spoils of the adventure much, but you were expected to do what Lord Greerson asked if he had need for services from your group. He said they had also just lost a member because Crill was in their group and now she was staying to become a warder. I tried to console him, but I also arranged for an interview with him tomorrow to see about joining his group. I actually set up several interviews at the Dragon’s Wing, so it was a very productive night.
Must sleep now. Tomorrow at breakfast will show Jalik new woman. Won’t even speak to him. He will be amazed how much talking I won’t do.
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