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Journals & Backgrounds / Re: Eliezra Baldwin's File
« Last post by Fiverine on December 05, 2021, 08:46:51 am »I had my first encounter with the raiders of the army Lauriella warned me about. They were pursuing some women fleeing from a village which the raiders had just torched. They ignored my pleas to simply turn around and leave and made threats to drag me off and I was forced to fight them. Though strong and resilient they bled like any other creature and I slew them. I am told they are clones and mutants, bred for nothing but cruelty and war. Yet, I must still offer them the chance to mend their ways even if none take it.
A mage fairly new in town but personable, Kizurra the White, has also been trying to recruit me for the war. She was more determined than Lauriella but I still refused. I don't want to be on the frontlines, whether as a soldier or medic. I need to be here in Conch to protect the shrine, Sister Mylene, and the people of Conch. Already we have had refugees arriving in the slums so I need to continue gathering bandages and food for them while I still can. We must give them support and hope lest in their desperation they be drawn to Diiri's Boys or the Kolumbos.
It sounds as if another tournament will be held in the slums arena again soon. Hopefully we can save a few poor souls from dissolving on the grate...
A mage fairly new in town but personable, Kizurra the White, has also been trying to recruit me for the war. She was more determined than Lauriella but I still refused. I don't want to be on the frontlines, whether as a soldier or medic. I need to be here in Conch to protect the shrine, Sister Mylene, and the people of Conch. Already we have had refugees arriving in the slums so I need to continue gathering bandages and food for them while I still can. We must give them support and hope lest in their desperation they be drawn to Diiri's Boys or the Kolumbos.
It sounds as if another tournament will be held in the slums arena again soon. Hopefully we can save a few poor souls from dissolving on the grate...