[Edward is in a good mood today. Perhaps it's because Edward isn't Edward at all, but rather Edwyna, but whatever the reason, she's rushing to the new Liberation Lodge (ever since the old house was smashed) from the smithy with an odd little smile on her face. After the bizarre conversation with Sokka - he flirted and then said she could have the ( Read more... )

[What with the disaster just recently passed, Edward's been trying to keep a close eye on those of significant importance in his life, more so than usual. So it doesn't take long for him to notice that a certain someone's belongings are no longer around.

...again...]

Lady Svala... appears to be missing. I think she's gone...

[As if things weren' ( Read more... )

[Edward's been feeling rather disgruntled and downcast lately - moreso than usual, at that - so he's finally decided to take Sokka up on his offer to visit and, hopefully, catch Katara's evening Waterbending session to see if it cheers him up some. He's also bringing a little present for his fellow smithy worker, so hopefully he's home ( Read more... )

I need to speak with Harry Potter, if you have the time ( Read more... )

My lord? Your request is finished. I can bring it back to the house with me if you like, or you could come examine it yourself ( Read more... )

[Locked from the usual Big Bad Men, now including Leonid]Everyone, if you'll lend me your attention for a moment, I have an announcement to make. Recently a man from my world - the world of Lord Sigmund and Lady Svala - arrived here in Luceti. He is known as Leonid, the Dreadknight, and he is very dangerous. I would recommend avoiding him or, at ( Read more... )

...I believe I've put this off long enough.Greetings, citizens of Luceti. I am Edward- some of you may remember me, but to those who do not, I serve Lord Sigmund, a great leader in the world from which we fare. I, along with Sir Lloyd who is unfortunately no longer with us, used to run the smithy in the plaza, and our successor, Sir Sokka, has ( Read more... )

[The journal flicks on to the sound of sloshing water; there's a sudden splash, a loud curse, and after a moment of quiet, it's lifted to reveal a disgruntled man some might find familiar.]

...This is Luceti, isn't it?

[Because of the mass influx of people, Edward's running around town, on a manhunt for familiar faces. This whole ordeal is pretty familiar, though he can't figure out why.]

Lord Sigmund!? Lord Sigmund!

[Written for once, since Edward doesn't trust his voice.]

...Lord Sigmund is gone.

Capell, we're moving.