Fourth March
Gabriel has been rescued. He has perished, however, and joined the Crying God's choir. Relesh is dead as well. I'm sad I never worked with Gabriel after the first March, but I'm glad to see the matter settled. With this done, I can now re-examine whether or not I should be in the Vanguard Legion.
I joined the Vanguard Legion on my first night in the Shattered Realm, before I had spoken to any of the other factions and before any of us had joined one. The code spoke to me, but most important what Gabriel told me inspired me, and I immediately joined. The Vanguard seemed like the knightly group I had always hoped to find, and I was sure that it would attract a particular type of person and we'd conduct ourselves in a particular manner. As other people joined the next day, I wondered whether my vision would prove true. After I came back to the Shattered City after my convalescence, I found that my vision certainly did not hold true. We had little dignity and little direction, and our new leader was much more a soldier than a noble champion. We had a meeting where we discussed how to pursue recovering Gabriel, and it was easily the most useless meeting I've ever been in. By the end of it I had put my foot down and provided some focus, despite being a stranger to many there. Even on this March, I'll note, some of those who joined during that first March admitted to not knowing whether or not I was a member of the Legion. Whether they're not particularly aware of other people or if my participation these few months has been un-intendedly stealthy, I remain a stranger despite all that I've done each time I've come to the Shattered City. Now that Gabriel has been rescued, I can consider whether or not I should remain in the group that is so very different than the one I pledged an oath to.
Do I remain? Do I remain and take charge? Do I leave? Do I leave and join another faction?
The mission to learn where Ralesh was was a complete travesty. I'm surprised we succeeded. I need to talk with people about how to conduct themselves with stealth and about how to form priorities. I'm surprised that some people wield such power and have such fate that they get pulled through the Mirrorways, and yet are so, so naive.
Also, Keilis, don't be a jerk.
Kiala came through. I remember telling my friend that I would soon change, and that he should gather up people who might want to say their good-byes to me. Apparently, he did but was too late, and they came looking for me. Kiala's mind is still clouded, but I wish he could've told me more. I suspect I'll see the others here someday.
Meloria came through. I'm not sure what to think. She's changed. How much, I don't know, but I'll give her a chance. If she decides to resume her old ways, though, she'll find me far less reserved in this place. Here's hoping she chooses to be a productive member of the community. It seems like she has, honestly, and she's certainly happier. I don't know why she is here, but it appears that the Mirrors have done her a kindness.
~A
I joined the Vanguard Legion on my first night in the Shattered Realm, before I had spoken to any of the other factions and before any of us had joined one. The code spoke to me, but most important what Gabriel told me inspired me, and I immediately joined. The Vanguard seemed like the knightly group I had always hoped to find, and I was sure that it would attract a particular type of person and we'd conduct ourselves in a particular manner. As other people joined the next day, I wondered whether my vision would prove true. After I came back to the Shattered City after my convalescence, I found that my vision certainly did not hold true. We had little dignity and little direction, and our new leader was much more a soldier than a noble champion. We had a meeting where we discussed how to pursue recovering Gabriel, and it was easily the most useless meeting I've ever been in. By the end of it I had put my foot down and provided some focus, despite being a stranger to many there. Even on this March, I'll note, some of those who joined during that first March admitted to not knowing whether or not I was a member of the Legion. Whether they're not particularly aware of other people or if my participation these few months has been un-intendedly stealthy, I remain a stranger despite all that I've done each time I've come to the Shattered City. Now that Gabriel has been rescued, I can consider whether or not I should remain in the group that is so very different than the one I pledged an oath to.
Do I remain? Do I remain and take charge? Do I leave? Do I leave and join another faction?
The mission to learn where Ralesh was was a complete travesty. I'm surprised we succeeded. I need to talk with people about how to conduct themselves with stealth and about how to form priorities. I'm surprised that some people wield such power and have such fate that they get pulled through the Mirrorways, and yet are so, so naive.
Also, Keilis, don't be a jerk.
Kiala came through. I remember telling my friend that I would soon change, and that he should gather up people who might want to say their good-byes to me. Apparently, he did but was too late, and they came looking for me. Kiala's mind is still clouded, but I wish he could've told me more. I suspect I'll see the others here someday.
Meloria came through. I'm not sure what to think. She's changed. How much, I don't know, but I'll give her a chance. If she decides to resume her old ways, though, she'll find me far less reserved in this place. Here's hoping she chooses to be a productive member of the community. It seems like she has, honestly, and she's certainly happier. I don't know why she is here, but it appears that the Mirrors have done her a kindness.
~A