Tag: Mireya Fairchild

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  • The Healer's Diary I

    *23rd Day of Kythorn* Well, this has certainly been unexpected. Who would have ever thought that one's life could be so changed in but the course of a single afternoon? FIrst, it was lovely to see Aaron again, although it's clear that he's not been …

  • The Healer's Diary II

    *23rd Day of Kythorn* My hands are shaking so much I can hardly write, but I fear if I don't get this down on ink and parchment that I'll forget all that has happened over the course of this unbelievable day. I say unbelievable, but I mean it not in …

  • The Healer's Diary III

    *25th Day of Kythorn* I'm not sure what I was expecting of our second foray into danger, but I certainly think that we overestimated our own capabilities. After a day's break for the funeral and to spend some much-needed time with Father, Sebastian …

  • The Healer's Diary IV

    *28th Day of Kythorn* Just when I thought things couldn't get any more difficult, they do. Against my better judgement, the group chose to return to the bandit camp, even after Arseni got that strange marking on his hand which worries me very much -- I …

  • The Healer's Diary V

    *1st Day of Flamerule* It was foolish of me to think that coming back to Baemore would provide a moment's reprieve from all of the insanity that has been going on. Oh, how wrong I was -- and how scared I am to realize that trouble has followed us here, …

  • Healer's Diary VI

    *6th Day of Flamerule* My hands are shaking as I write. I can feel the heat of an angry flush in my cheeks that has risen up anew as I recount in my head the events of the past few days and I fear that I may scream—of course I won't _actually_ scream, …

  • Healer's Diary VII

    *8th Day of Flamerule* Is Baemore by coincidence more dangerous now than it was before I began this journey, or am I only now realizing corruption which has been going on beneath the surface all the while? I had thought that the mooka distribution …

  • Healer's Diary VIII

    *10th Day of Flamerule* This is what I expected, and yet the nausea that's risen in the pit of my stomach still cannot be eased by that expectation. The sight of it -- Baemore, my city, my home, alight on the evening horizon, the sounds of swords …

  • Healer's Diary IX

    *11th Day of Flamerule* It's over. _It's over_. At least I must hope that it is, else I am lost to know where we go from here. If the heavens can throw at us any worse than a colossus demon charged with the powers of our last four most …

  • Mireya's Letter I

    *28th of Eleasis* Father, Let me first apologize for causing you so much worry, but in the same stroke assure you that I am alive and well. I do not pretend to understand fully what has happened, but it hurts me to know that you were left in the …

  • Healer's Diary X

    *6th of Eleint* Finally, a lead... Until now, all I had to go off of was that he was with some friends in the south, but thank goodness I talked to Kosef -- he'd heard something, suspects that he's in Kestrel's Corner or... Or Hull. As little as …

  • The Healer's Diary XI

    *13th of Eleint* Things have gone so downhill after leaving Baemore these last couple of times, I wonder if it would not have served me better to listen to Father and just stay home with my family. Not only do we find out that Iona has gone off and …

  • The Healer's Diary XII

    *18th of Eleint* Curse that man -- no, that _thing_ -- for what it's done! I expected this after what he said, I knew that there was nothing, no one else that he could take that would cut so deeply, and yet I was helpless to protect him. My baby …

  • Healer's Diary XIII

    *21st of Eleint* Dear Anzo, I'm sorry. I must preface this letter by admitting that I've got no idea how -- or if -- I'll manage to send it off to Baemore. The place that we're in is strange and quite different from home, and I'm not entirely sure …

  • Healer's Diary XIV

    *Unknown Date* I can't believe he's truly home. I haven't been able to sleep since we returned to Baemore last night. Somehow I thought that sitting up here, watching Sebastian doze away would calm my frayed nerves and put me at ease with the …

  • Letter to Anzo

    Anzo, First of all -- I told you to not read this until I'd left Baemore again, so if I'm still in town, fold this back up immediately and put it away. I know it's tempting, but for both of our sakes, I beg that you allow yourself to take this in at a …

  • The Healer's Diary XV

    *Date Unknown* How I rue ever taking up the life of adventure sometimes. All I had wanted was to be home for a spell, to see Sebastian settled in comfortably and make sure that he was going to be alright, to spend some time with my poor father — even …

  • Healer's Diary XVI

    I'm so tired. Physically, I'm exhausted. Even when I knew I wasn't rested up enough, I ended up spending every last ounce of my magical energy — the second time I've done such a thing in the short term. Just turning into a tiny fly feels like an …

  • Healer's Diary XVII

    *6th of Marpenoth* Where do the tragedies stop? We've witnessed so many and yet they never become any less horrifying, any less heartbreaking. Kosef... Good, honest man that he was, living for nothing but to survive and to keep his brothers safe and …

  • Letter to Anzo II

    Anzo, First off, I'm so sorry I couldn't tell you any of this eloquently in person. I know that everything must be so confusing for you, and even more so when I'm too emotional to explain myself properly -- to be honest with you, emotional is all I …

  • Healer's DIary XVIII

    *11th of Marpenoth* _Well_, what an absolutely insufferable, righteous nut-hook our dear mayor has turned out to be. I hesitate to speak ill of the family of an old ally such as Kaleb, but there is simply no getting around the idiocy and …

  • Healer's Diary XIX

    *19th of Marpenoth* _Briar Davin Marsk_ Born 2nd 5th Day of Marpenoth This is all I have of him, some words written on a piece of parchment and the memory of how he felt in my arms. It will have to be enough. I have had my moment to mourn. A …

  • Sealed Letter

    An envelope with a wax seal holding it shut, a partially worn signet ring was used to seal the wax. _It reads as followed_ Upon opening the envelope, it can be seen inside a crudely written letter from Anzo Marsk. Great detail was taken in an …

  • Healer's Diary XX

    *27th of Marpenoth* So now I know why she wanted him. Or rather, I know why she wanted a child. Why she wanted _him_, I can't imagine. Was this her way of getting back at me for ignoring her deals, for encouraging Aaron and the others to stay far …

  • The Healer's Diary XXI

    *1st of Uktar* Uktar... The Rotting, they call the month. Uktar has always been my least favorite time of the year. The meaning behind it -- the rotting away of the green and the oncoming of a deep freeze -- is depressing... and for one such as myself, …

  • The Healer's Diary XXII

    *8th of Uktar* Well, that was beyond frustrating. Something that we thought would be so simple as gathering up a bit of old treasure turned into yet another fight, ending with yet another friend teetering on the precipice of death. On a positive note, …

  • The Healer's DIary XXIII

    *8th of Uktar* I'd never have imagined myself an outlaw, but it seems that this is the role in which I've been found. I can't imagine who we could have offended this time, but I really shouldn't be surprised -- upsetting people is what we seem to do …

  • The Healer's Diary XXIV

    *Unknown Date* Once again, another chunk of my life missing. Another year of life with my family worried, scared, suffering -- while we did what? Traipsed around in a storybook with people of fiction. And to what end was it all? I can hardly remember …

  • The Healer's Diary XXVI

    *13th of Ches* The Black is out to get us -- captured or killed, he doesn't seem to care which, as long as we're removed from the equation. The others would likely call me foolish, but I can't help but think that this doesn't make much sense. He's …

  • The Healer's Diary XXVII

    *Date Unknown* Contrary to what my experience in life so far would tell me, it seems that there _is_ a chance for what should be disaster to turn out for the better. By no fault of mine, Mrs. Marsk seems to have found out about Briar and the whole …

  • The Healer's Diary XXVIII

    *24th of Ches* I am a violent coalescence of emotions these days, a fragile wooden boat set sail on a savage sea of alternating joyful serenity and uncontrollable chaos. My mind is all but unsure on how to cope with all of the ups and downs of these …