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The Life and Times of Shiloh Moonjava

  • Shiloh Moonjava
  • one day ago
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  •   The walk home with Michi was very nice. She is intelligent, nice, and beautiful. I like how the street lights reflect off her dark shiny hair. Her skin seems so soft and delicate it reminds me of fine white fur. As we approached my human home I warned her...

    Oh No! - Part 1 (Journal for Callista Summers - Session 1)

    "Don't do love, don't do friends I'm only after success. Don't need a relationship. I'll never soften my grip." -Marina and the Diamonds I'm on the verge of being amazing. "Aren't you already amazing, Callista?" I hear you ask (and, of course, you would ask a stupid question like that),...


  • Caine Smith
  • Oct 06, 2015
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  • I get lost in my memories.  When one has so many crammed in one's head, they tend to take a long time to go through because they are all entwined.   This is different.  I remember a town (Winebrook) with a problem and how I helped solve it.  I no...

    Session 10 Journal Entry

    Report on Deep Roads Expedition, Part 1   Our expedition to find and destroy Lucasan before a sixth Blight can begin has arrived in the Deep Roads. Destroying the orb may still have been the wiser course but with it we can locate the archdemon and destroy it. It is...

    The Changing Sea

    Shok ebasit hissra. Meraad astaarit, meraad itwasit, aban aqun. Maraas shokra. Anaan esaam Qun "Struggle is an illusion. The tide rises, the tide falls, but the sea is changeless. There is nothing to struggle against. Victory is in the Qun." --Extract from the Qun from Qunari Prayers for the Dead...

    Journal Part 3: Disaster Averted

  • Nazelen
  • Oct 05, 2015
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  • Qun, Dragon Age, Fenris
  • In the end, we were saved by Valyni’s troublesome puppy. She gave it a sample of Gaatlok to sniff and it led us, at last, to Pauli. Perhaps he still had some traces of powder on his hands or clothing. Pauli insisted that there were too many bombs, too many...

    Session 29 Journal Entry

    Polly, I’ve had to move. My involvement with Hecate means the end of my time with Enkidu, which I suppose is a relief in some ways. I’ve lost the apartment. Kora and Monica were gracious enough to allow me to stay with them until I can find other accommodations. I...

    A Bit of the Old Ludwig Van

  • Night Moves
  • Oct 03, 2015
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  •   "Lady Selene! how delightful of you to accept my invitation."   The pale, black-clad woman had seemed to materialize suddenly out of thin air, right in the middle of the crowd that had gathered in the garden courtyard just outside his estate's auditorium.   "Tread lightly, Shaw,"  she replied....

    Journal 8

    I never realized I could be poked and prodded by a doctor so many times in one sitting.  I feel like a pincushion. Beast and Prof X got a team of scientists to look me over - aliens! Kree, Shi’ar (I think), and Agent Brandt from SWORD.  Beast and Agent...

    It's Hard to Really Let Go

      Aveline walked slowly towards the Tree House she had built together with Alden and their fathers when she and Alden had been kids. She would have gotten there in no time had she flown, the cumbersome terrain in the woods made her go much slower on foot, but she...

    Session 18 Journal Entry

    Dear Journal, How am I supposed to feel? What am I supposed to do? Right now, the best answer to that question is nothing. If I do anything right now, chances are that I’m going to regret whatever it is I do. But I—damn it. Aiden is my friend, or...

    Journal 7

    Women are trouble:  * Quill overcommitted his bets on the urgings of the Cuckoos and Pixie and I had to help him out and set him straight. * Pixie took things worse than expected after David did not talk with her in a forthright manner. Regardless of it being partly...

    A Brief Respite

  • Duri
  • Sep 30, 2015
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  • Duri looked up at the sky, watching the clouds move swiftly in the wind.  Despite the chill, it was a beautiful day.  She knocked on the door of the house.  An older dwarven woman opened the door.  "Well now, Duri, come in, com in!" Duri hugged the woman.  "Good to...

    I should not have picked up the package

  • Owen Pierce
  • Sep 30, 2015
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  • It appears that maintaining a social pool of similarly inclined fellows such as Lorena and Jeremy may have some slight unwanted side-effects, such as drawing enough attention upon my person to receive anonymous letters demanding my assistance in solving a serial murder; being introduced to the concept of a high...

    Session 9 Journal Entry

    Report to Inquisition- Lady Nightingale Dealing with The Last Moon  demanded a significant portion of our efforts and resources, which meant that certain items on our agenda were unable to be completed. I am sorry for that. We had intended to apprehend First Enchanter Oswyck and let justice be done...

    Secretly Hand-Written Letter Addressed to Keeper Solan, Brightmore Clan

    [This letter is sent through a series of runners and clandestine means, which includes false starts and a couple decoy letters.] <Written in Elvish mixed with the Common tongue>  Aneth ara Keeper Solan, It has been some time since my last missive, but due to our latest mission it could...

    *Pours Too Much Honey In*

  • Dr. Channery Keene
  • Sep 25, 2015
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  •   ----- I wish I could say that I'll be leaving this apartment better than I found it, but the stress of working for two weeks straight in crowded conditions leaves me with little energy to clean the place back up again. At least I won’t leave anything rotting, though...

    Fragmented Memories of Times Long Gone

      An’ath sat in her room aboard the Lost Fortune. So maybe, finally, after all this time, they were going to meet their father again... Somehow it was so hard to wrap one’s brain around it. An’ath smiled sadly, it would be a miracle if Belg’ath Dyun would recognise his...

    Memories on hyperlanes

    Var’ath sat lost in thought in the cockpit of Lost Fortune. The other members of the crew were fast asleep as the freighter was drawing nearer to Kluistar, hyperspace streaks zooming past it like arrows made of stars. But sleep had not come to Var’ath and so he had wandered...