APRIL'S DIARY I
July 26, 2219, Stark reckoning. Why the hell do I still use that? The last remnant of home, I guess.
Everything's going out of control. It's not the first time, and it won't be the last, but it's always a pain in my ass.
An organization called OSTA - no meaning I've been able to discover, they're just pretentious jerks, I guess - has dumped a horde of zombies and poisoned fogs on Arcadia and, apparently, a number of other dimensions. I can only imagine Stark was also attacked.
Then - get this - they ask us to sign on with them, saying they just want our help in saving their world!
God, was the Vanguard this stupid? I've saved the world once, and I have a rebellion to run. I don't have time to...
...to save the world again.
Dammit.
At least these attacks have slowed the progress of the Azadi's precious tower. It probably won't be ready until summer next year, at this rate. I don't like what they're doing to Marcuria, but I bet I'll like it even less once they've got a permanent fortress on top of everything else.
This was so much easier when it was evil lizard-men.
Other concerns: Did the monsters have to get past the Guardian's Realm? Need to find out if I should check on Gordon, but I'm not sure how I'd do that. Hope sister is alright, although I doubt these things are any kind of threat to her. Need to get back to the City with these supplies ASAP. Then I should be able to make some time to do some exploring of these "Nhodes" on my own.
Obviously, comments are welcome, but are OOC.