Phew...
I guess that mess is all cleared up... Will and the others are off making contact with Elenor Silverberg now. You know... I know she's supposed to be a brilliant strategist, what with her reputation about her accomplishments in the Scarlet Moon Empire and all, but why would she seclude herself like that? Is she like one of those tortured geniuses or something you always hear about? I don't get it, I'd go crazy if I didn't have someone to talk to like that. I guess scholarly people really do think on a different level. Are they so smart that they can just hold their own conversations with themselves in their brain?
Note to self: ask Keneth about this later, take measures to prevent his potential schizophrenia if necessary.
Oh! Yeah, hi, I'm Jewel! Sorry about the out-of-nowhere-ness of the previous posts, we sort of got attacked by Snowe right as I was making my journal. Not that I'm worried about Snowe or anything, or would be completely crushed if we found out later he starved to death out there by himself, no, and of course his prettiness would have no factor in such concern if it existed, which it doesn't. What were we talking about, again?
So! I'm from Razril, which is a neat place except for the whole exiling Will for a crime he didn't commit thing, but I'm actually from Na-Nal, which is totally lame. The chief is a douche; when I was younger, I think I chewed on his ankles a couple of times. He wasn't very happy about that. I swear he was totally gunning for me my whole life after that incident up until I left, which was not fair! His son Axel wasn't much better, he was a pompous little brat. Not that I'm attracted to pompous little brats. Especially those with white hair. But Axel wasn't pretty, so there's a mark against him.
Wait, what? Sorry, I tend to ramble...
Anyway, hello!
