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It's so cold out. I rode up to Belen to see the situation with the undead. It's kind of disturbing, to be honest. I like it here, though... the nights are very long and the city's always white with snow. I never saw a lot of snow living down in southern Ivalice. I wonder what Golgorand would have looked like with it...

It's pretty up here, and pretty lonely too. I think I'm kind of tired of running around. Maybe after this I'll just find a cozy spot and settle down for a while until ...

The night air was still and cool - aside from the occasional waft of heat that the breeze picked up from the campfire that had been started. A young woman decided to stop for the evening in the middle of the woods just a few miles in from the Finath River on her return trip to Yorenai. Her faithful mount rested peacefully by some bushes with his head propped up on a log facing the fire. Milly sat in front of it and rested her head on her knees; pondering the exact nature of the abilities that ...

The meeting of Nicholas Snow and Lexis Brasfort

Lexis sat at a table in the local bar, somberly sipping his pint with his eyes fixed at nothing. He was pondering on his choices, had he made the right ones or had he made the wrong ones. He thought about Mimosa and he thought about his home town.
He was pulled out of his reverie as a man sat beside him. The man was big and burly, though not as much as Lexis. He had a respectful feel to him, perhaps helped by his commanding beard. ...

January 315 AL.

Man, this is stupid. This is th’ first and probably only time I’ll ever write (or keep) one o’ these stupid things. Meh, whatever. It’s been a year since I stopped my travelin’ ways, or so it seems t’ me. An’ I’ve done nothing too excitin’. I traveled a lot t’ get t’ Enavia and its been worthwhile, but I ain’t no closer t’ my goal! Damn, I thought I would have been rich or famous or… something! Hell, this sucks. I’m bored. Stupid tutors, makin’ me write ...

November 27, 302 AL

It was a cloudy morning in Gariland, and Frederick Akermanis was no longer tired.

No, he decided, at this point he was utterly exhausted, having caught perhaps all of 3 hours of sleep over the last two days. Having found the baby on his doorstep, Frederick had taken him in, and had decided to nurse and look after him, at least until Alexander returned home.

It was a task that was easier said than done, for as Frederick quickly realised, ...