Journal Entries
Merek Estyer | 22 Years Old | 5th of Tera, 445, year of the Serpent
I always wanted to be with her. I couldn't help it to be honest. Everything about her is simply amazing. Her smile, her eyes, the way we laughed at dumb shit all the time. She was one of the few ladies I actually formed a mutal bond with unlike Jennifer. Her eyes captivate the very core of my soul, as if we lived a majority of our past lives together. It's funny because I never thought I would meet a girl that would feel the same way about me. I've liked plenty of women in my life. Though they all pale in comparison. I can't believe we'll be married tomorrow.
I bought a new sword last week, it's an elven blade; perfect for slicing. I think it will sever tendons quite easily. A scimitar, to be exact. After the battle with the drow six months ago I simply had to learn how to wield it properly. Master Valuzium recommend a mentor for specialised sword training. His name is Azul. I'm going to meet him tomorrow, at the crack of dawn. I wouldn't have agreed had Val not shown me an afterimage of one of his battles. The man is standing there completely still, surrounded by three freaking Orcs! Not just some mundanes, but a chief and his toughest brutes! I'll never understand how he moved so fluidly. In three slashes they were down. All three of their heads rolled off of their bodies. Must've only been five seconds.
I always wanted to be with her. I couldn't help it to be honest. Everything about her is simply amazing. Her smile, her eyes, the way we laughed at dumb shit all the time. She was one of the few ladies I actually formed a mutal bond with unlike Jennifer. Her eyes captivate the very core of my soul, as if we lived a majority of our past lives together. It's funny because I never thought I would meet a girl that would feel the same way about me. I've liked plenty of women in my life. Though they all pale in comparison. I can't believe we'll be married tomorrow.
I bought a new sword last week, it's an elven blade; perfect for slicing. I think it will sever tendons quite easily. A scimitar, to be exact. After the battle with the drow six months ago I simply had to learn how to wield it properly. Master Valuzium recommend a mentor for specialised sword training. His name is Azul. I'm going to meet him tomorrow, at the crack of dawn. I wouldn't have agreed had Val not shown me an afterimage of one of his battles. The man is standing there completely still, surrounded by three freaking Orcs! Not just some mundanes, but a chief and his toughest brutes! I'll never understand how he moved so fluidly. In three slashes they were down. All three of their heads rolled off of their bodies. Must've only been five seconds.