Hey guys! Long time no see, Ani here. I'm going to be recycling my Albert journal for another game, so if anyone still in Luceti (or outside it) can see this message, would you please take a second to defriend this journal? Thank you!

[Albert is in the kitchen of his home, preparing herbs and tinctures and generally puttering--in case someone needs treatment, or a place to rest. The mortar and pestle he's using clatter to the ground as he feels a warmth against his chest--his dragoon spirit reacting to something.]

...damn[And that will be the first and the last time you will ( Read more... )

Valentine's Day? Hm. I don't believe we have anything of the sort in Endiness...strange.

So many people seem excited about it, however...

[Having been fortunate enough to avoid the hunter thus far, Albert is not wanting to press his luck when he finally does venture out--he's armed with his lance, he has his dragoon spirit around his neck, though more for the comfort the stone brings than any power he'd get from it in its semi-dormant state, and he's wearing his usual armor under his ( Read more... )

[Albert has been avoiding everyone in embarrassment for what he said and did as a chibi. :3 Poor guy.]

...it is incredibly frustrating, feeling so helpless in the face of such danger.

Everyone, please stay safe.

M...mama? Papa? W-where are you?

Um...c-could someone please tell me where I am...? 'm not supposed to leave the castle...

[ooc: Albert is six years old. :3]

Albert was still carrying his long walking stick-slash-quarterstaff half out of habit and half out of need to lean on something. He still hadn't completely recovered his usual energy, which was starting to seriously worry him. But he intended to find out as much as he could about the landscape surrounding the village, and the forest seemed to be a ( Read more... )

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*the sound of snow crunching under boots and harsh breathing is, for a time, the only sound that can be heard on the journal--until the sound of something (or someone) heavy falling into the snow interrupts it.*

Nnh...Never would I have considered Hellena a mercy before this...

*slow, uneven breaths continue here, with ( Read more... )

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Such an infuriating...

*Albert pauses as the sound of multiple sets of footfalls echo throughout the small house.*

...Lloyd?

*the sound of splintering wood and heavy footsteps are heard.*

...So, finally I have the honor of meeting our gracious hosts. Honestly, you could have just opened the door. I suppose I am due to next ( Read more... )

I have recovered my clothing from one of the small stores, as well as my spear, for which I am certainly grateful, though it doesn't seem that I will have much reason to require it. Unless someone could inform me otherwise, that is ( Read more... )