Mortica
07-30-2007, 03:04 PM
Dearest Diary,
I saw Caspaen this morning. Just saw him, Diary... O dear..
I have taken a liking to the Castle Wines and no one seems to stop me when I carry a bottle around with me. It takes a whole lot more now to get me completely intoxicated, which is a good thing in hense-sight. Well, as I was saying...
I had just come in from doing my chores and had found it hard to talk myself into walking up those flights of stairs to my room. I grabbed some wine and perched myself in Evanthe''s usual spot in front of the fire. My toes were a bit frozen from the chilled morning so I got as close as I may to the fire not paying particular attention to anything but my toes and my wine. I could hear a bustle of some sort behind me but I figured it a maid or Grampus hiding from Granna. I always seem to catch them in a spat and one is hiding from the other.
When I turned to see who it was it was Caspaen, full Spartan gear and handsome as ever.... with the look of pure shock across his brow. I started to choke on the wine that was already in my mouth, heaving for air and water surfacing behind my eyes. He noticed my discomfort but took that as his time of leave.
The bastard walked out, leaving me in mid choke! Can you believe it?! I struggled for air, burnt my boot in the fire and coughed my way into the kitchen. Granna was there and hit me very hard in the back, I have no idea what for... but it made me forget I was choking and made me focus on the new discovered pain in my spine.
So now I am seated in my room writing to you my most inner thoughts.
Khaelen and I have only seen each other in passing and haven''t really spent any real time together since the Spartan meeting. He treated me to a very lovely night alone after he had purposed. When I''m with him I can think of no other. So why is it that when he is away I find my mind straying to areas in which it shouldn''t?
Later on that eve I was suckling a glass of wine with Evanthe and had my first real conversation with Nasuj. Apparently I was even making passes at him! Evanthe pointed it out for me, I am really finding an interest in that girl. She seems to nice yet distant, I would so love to be her best friend. Well, anyway... I asked them of their opinion of my situation. Evanthe said she was jealous and Nasuj basically had no direct input... other than he liked that our drinking habits had increased.
He is rather noble and secrative. Even when he is telling you information on himself it is still filled with voids and pockets of truth. I do say him and Evanthe could be quite a pair.
O dear, Xyro just appeared at the window... there must be something happening outside.
Until next time dear book of mine.
<3 Xyria
I saw Caspaen this morning. Just saw him, Diary... O dear..
I have taken a liking to the Castle Wines and no one seems to stop me when I carry a bottle around with me. It takes a whole lot more now to get me completely intoxicated, which is a good thing in hense-sight. Well, as I was saying...
I had just come in from doing my chores and had found it hard to talk myself into walking up those flights of stairs to my room. I grabbed some wine and perched myself in Evanthe''s usual spot in front of the fire. My toes were a bit frozen from the chilled morning so I got as close as I may to the fire not paying particular attention to anything but my toes and my wine. I could hear a bustle of some sort behind me but I figured it a maid or Grampus hiding from Granna. I always seem to catch them in a spat and one is hiding from the other.
When I turned to see who it was it was Caspaen, full Spartan gear and handsome as ever.... with the look of pure shock across his brow. I started to choke on the wine that was already in my mouth, heaving for air and water surfacing behind my eyes. He noticed my discomfort but took that as his time of leave.
The bastard walked out, leaving me in mid choke! Can you believe it?! I struggled for air, burnt my boot in the fire and coughed my way into the kitchen. Granna was there and hit me very hard in the back, I have no idea what for... but it made me forget I was choking and made me focus on the new discovered pain in my spine.
So now I am seated in my room writing to you my most inner thoughts.
Khaelen and I have only seen each other in passing and haven''t really spent any real time together since the Spartan meeting. He treated me to a very lovely night alone after he had purposed. When I''m with him I can think of no other. So why is it that when he is away I find my mind straying to areas in which it shouldn''t?
Later on that eve I was suckling a glass of wine with Evanthe and had my first real conversation with Nasuj. Apparently I was even making passes at him! Evanthe pointed it out for me, I am really finding an interest in that girl. She seems to nice yet distant, I would so love to be her best friend. Well, anyway... I asked them of their opinion of my situation. Evanthe said she was jealous and Nasuj basically had no direct input... other than he liked that our drinking habits had increased.
He is rather noble and secrative. Even when he is telling you information on himself it is still filled with voids and pockets of truth. I do say him and Evanthe could be quite a pair.
O dear, Xyro just appeared at the window... there must be something happening outside.
Until next time dear book of mine.
<3 Xyria