[details =Tesiver’s Journal, Entry One]
These children are going to be the death of me.
Vladorz makes me glad that I’m already bald. Otherwise, he’d have me pulling my hair out. Half of our group went to harrass Tea, of all people, and he just let them! He tried to salvage the whole thing with a speech, but he was more than willing to let them die! I can’t let him guide the others. He’s going to get them killed.
Minerva means well. She really does. But I had to save her life three times today. I don’t really mind it, but I don’t want her to rely on me all of the time. At least there’s hope for her. She has strength, and she’s willing to learn how to use it.
Danuin…She reminds me of myself, around the time I lost Tyrram. When I finally stopped isolating myself, I still felt like I was alone. No matter how many people, giant or non-giant, tried to reach out to me, I felt like none of them could help. But Danuin truly is alone. No family, no friends, and no people to call her own. It’s not my place to tell her what to do, but I should be ready to help, if she ever asks for it.
Vladorz is taking us to one of the ancient flying machines that we giants used during our battle. Hopefully, someone will be able to get it working.
Tea needs to be stopped. And we need to be able to stop him. And we can’t do that if we don’t come together.
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Damn, it looks like Danuin is clearly sadder. I’ll need to fix that during the next session!