the journal of a young magician

[Timmy0420]

dear journal,
i finally did it! i cast magic missile! my chair may be shattered but my spirit feels stronger than ever. i simply must escape this town. everything bores me to tears. im going to sneak out tonight after the ale puts mom and dad to bed. i should be able to get some coin for my magic books, i dont really need them anyway. now my journey begins in earnest! i will be the peoples savior and the bane of the wicked. all will stand in awe of my power and all will know my name. but alas, i am still inexperienced. all things in due time i suppose




dear journal,
the first day of my journey was so exciting. i was lucky enough to run into kinai and some of her friends in the morning. theyre all so powerful! we went southeast to the haven mines and killed all the ogres within. i felt weak and useless. to see their abilities with blade and bow and spell made me feel like nothing. after this we headed north to the high moors. after hacking our way through a lizardman infested bog we came upon a few unfortunate victims of theirs. i wonder what they were doing there. we set up camp north of hlint for the night



dear journal,
we went all the way to port hamshire today. then my companions went to another continent. it was then that my ambition and energy was finally tinged with a bit of fear and apprehension. i felt that i wasnt ready. so i bid them farewell and set out for hlint. ive been walking all night and day. when we passed through the broken wood before one of my companions said to stay close to the treeline. on my return trip i cast invisibility on myself and found out what he meant. the very trees are alive! ill be sure to pay heed to the warnings of others from now on. it was good to see hlint again, not that i wanted to stay or anything, but i did enjoy being within the safe walls of a city as i slept

[Timmy0420]

dear journal,
i have been so busy lately, its hard to tear myself away enough to write. all the things ive seen! all the monsters ive slain! i have explored much of mistone. so much was all around me this whole time and i sat in boring hlint taking hell from my parents for not working. bah, i must make up for lost time. i got to vent my rage against the goblins i'd feared and fought my entire life. myself and a few others were in hlint after a short expidition to the caves west of town when an imp attacked me! i quickly cut down the devil and everyone there agreed to persue the goblins to their home. the little monsters are more clever than i had thought. traps everywhere, and ambushes all the time. we fought our way down to the very bottom of the cave. i fell in the battle and i have no idea what happened. i know its stupid for a wizard, much less one so young to rush into the heat of battle but i hate goblins so much! ive never enjoyed killing anything other than a goblin! to hack its face and watch it fall back, bleeding, i actually enjoyed it! stupid monsters. when i came to in town i found out that the cavern collapsed. i snuck back in and had a look. much of it was caved in, there were dead goblins everywhere. i did see a few stragglers hanging near the cave, though im sure they wont plague hlint like they once did.

i made myself a cloak. nice craftsmanship, especially since ive almost no experience tailoring.

i have met alot of interesting people. one , name of gillander, is a very strange fellow, i do believe hes a bit off in the head. i bought an iron katana from a fellow called czukay. nice guy, despite the fact that hes a complete lunatic. gee who i have traveled with several times. aronatahas, whom i seem to share much common ground with (as well as a love of pipe weed). and tialle. where to begin... such a beautiful woman. shares my talent in the arcane and introduced me to the game of creatures. i must admit im alittle infatuated with her. but she has eyes only for that damn ranger coyote or whatever his name is. i am a fool to chase women! it is like chasing a ghost or a bird. it gets me nowhere, infact it distracts me from my study of lucindas gifts. ill write more in here... that is if i can pull myself from adventuring long enough

[Timmy0420]

*the following entry is written with somewhat smaller letters and with more precision, as if the author were sharper in the mind*

dear journal,
how long has it been? months? years? you were brand new when i bought you and now when i open the yellowed pages i get a whiff of that old book smell. its allright though, i kind of like it.

      how can i capture all the time that has passed with words? the people i have met, the things ive seen. well, i told tialle how i felt....that didnt go so well. apparantly shes actually after someone name of jarod. i thought, no i need to stop this nonsense of chasing women, it always ends up failing. but there's this woman, her name is clover. there's something about her thats different, something that makes her worth my while and worth the chance of failure. maybe its her personality or her soft voice or her perfect curves or maybe just her intense, beautiful eyes. they haunt me, but in sort of a good way. i showed her some things about alchemy and i cast some spells on her to make it come more naturally to her. her presence made the art of potion brewing that much more enjoyable. i also found out shes single, i was extatic upon hearing this.

      i am no longer friends with kinai. my old child hood "friend" decided it would be a good idea to push me in the pond infront of the vehl gate while i was heart broken about tialle (which was foolish in itself) not only that! but her and her friend, that priest of shadon.. hawk (that name is an insult to bird kind) always make fun of me. it never ends! always making jokes at my expense and threatening my life! and gods forbid my so called friend should tell him to lay off me! but to be honest...i dont completely hate her either. shes showed me kindness before, gave me a long sword she fairly rolled a die for and a loaf of bread when i was starving. i dont know what to think of her anymore, or her boyfriend ,the tiefling who speaks jibberish.

      during one of my expidions to alindor (which is a very interesting continent to say the least) i met a very interesting creature. a wemic, a sort of centaur lion. unfortunately he dosent speak a word of common. its actually quite fun trying to communicate with gestures and body language. i would like very much to actually be able to talk to him. if only he knew what people were saying about him! calling him a dog and so on! i hate racism so much (though i suppose i am a hypocrite for my hatred of goblins and kobolds) i enjoy sticking up for him. id love for us to be able to exchange languages if you will, id like to inform him on what darlaith said about him.

((below he draws a relatively well done picture of a wemic with the word 'rizzir' written above his head, ripping off the arms of a drow in a black robe labeled 'darlaith'))

       i believe i have finally found a god to follow. back when i had just left home, a mage (his name slips my mind its been so long) told me of lucinda. how powerful she is! i believe all clerics and wizards owe their allegiance or at least some respect to her. for without her they would be powerless, a bunch of religious zealots and book worms with nothing to contribute to society. i talked to celgar about her. he told me if i am to follow her i must be responsible with the weave and promote its use. also it would be a good show of my faith to carry an enchanted weapon (yes, when i actually get a weapon heh heh) to me lucinda stands out among the gods. firstly her power, secondly her teachings set her apart. she lacks the arrogance of some of the other 'good' gods and lacks the uncaring nature of some and the malevolent nature of others. her laws give her faithful a basic guide of their actions. this is a boon to someone like me, who follows his own judgement and sense of right and wrong.

hopefully ill get myself into the habit of writing in this thing more often, not that anyone is going to ever get to read it or anything like that.

[Timmy0420]

dear journal,
 it has been another long period since my last entry yet again. i could go into how clover is being fickle about me, how i bought an excellent blade, the different matters i am entwined in, or my growing faith for the mother of magic. there has been one event, quite recent in fact, that is much more worthy of putting to parchment. i was on the island of firesteep with a rather large and powerful party. we had discussed fighting a dragon and i had assumed we were going to avoid it from how they talked about him. deep in the firey fortress we went, hacking through kobolds who had shields with the symbol of pyrtechon upon them. then we entered the lair itself. i looked up and realized i was in the bottom of the volcano, the heat was unbearable! then we saw him, fisterion. ancient king of the dragons, an abomonation of the worst kind. he was throwing hell balls all around me, i was inches away from certain death! and i saw the dragon! he stood twenty, thirty, maybe forty feet tall, and i was that distance away from him at one point. i ran as fast as i could from him. i know now why i got away. the dwarven mage erk fell in my stead. this was true death, the kind where the soul mother gets you and tears you away to the plane of the lost. and...i blame myself. i could have stayed and fought, i would have returned to the bind stone! i would have at worst, met the soul mother a fourth time! erk is gone forever. i hardly knew the man, but i knew he had a heart greater than the epic beast he fell to. he will be avenged! the chosen of pyrtechon will fall by my hand, lady willing. i do not care how long i must train and travel and read and cast, layonara will be rid of the fiend fisterion if its the last thing i do!

[Timmy0420]

"people are too stupid to rule themselves"... you ignorant fools! they are trained and conditioned from birth to be stupid. until they rebel they will be blind and they wont rebel until they can see. why should one person decide what is law? or a tiny group of nobles? what makes them better than the average person on the street? if they can learn what it takes to rule (perhaps if some more learned, experienced individuals got things up and running) then they should rule themselves. one mortal should not have so much power, to be able to do literally anything they please and have their slaves suffer the consequences. the nobles and king eat while the people starve, but without the people they would have to grow and harvest their own food. they are drunk with power and wealth. they are unaccountable to the common person because there will always be destitute thugs willing to take up arms for their oppressors in exchange for food and shelter. i believe everyone should have access to schooling, i believe the people should elect a group of representatives to handle immediate affairs and make most laws by direct vote, i believe where someone is born should not effect the opportunities they have,i believe that the people should have freedom of the press, and to say what they want and worship whom they please, and i intend to make it happen the world over. i will create an organization to further these goals. the fight will be long and perilous, but liberty is a goal worth such sacrifice and toil.

[Timmy0420]

well my opinon is vindicated by the day. today the leader of the church of rofirein said that the cathedral in pranzis was to be closed and made into an "institution of law" and that a new cathedral was being built in west gate. to be honest, im not suprised. all roffies ever do is follow orders; one angry, powerful midget tells them no and they bend over backwards to meet his demands. i enjoyed a little discussion i had with a follower of the uptight wyrm. never crosssed her mind that evil people could achieve high rank in the church or that some laws were meant to be broken. they are very narrow minded people from what ive seen.
 
     i want to see clover. its been far too long to say the least. the last time i got to see her she ended up chatting with a bard and a sorcerer. i hate how those two look down on wizards. yes, demean those who actually earned their power. heh, try teleporting around with your tome of teleportation skabot...oh wait, you dont have one do you. hahahaha! hes a good fellow but he has no business percieving himself superior to wizards.