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A Quill, A Book, and A Hope
Being an account of a journeyman mousemage.
Created on 2007-01-30 04:15:56 (#12163962), last updated 2009-03-24
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Basic Info| Name: | Iili the Mage |
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| Location: | Summer Quarter, Kingdom of Birya |
BioAn introduction
If you have stumbled across my words during your travels in the Aether, dear reader, I must apologize for the quality of my diatribes. This journal tends to contain my innermost thoughts in such a way as your humble servant can express them: in that manner, it seems to be a litany of frustration for chaotic times. If you have come here intentionally, however, I welcome you with open arms, and hope that my sanctum sanctorum will provide some manner of entertainment; if I cannot play the Magician, I hope I can at least play the Fool.
An accounting of myself
Slate grey mouse, about 4 foot high, perhaps 7 stone in weight (getting a bit pudgy in my middle age). Pair of small round glasses, enchanted slightly to attempt to make the brighter days around here a bit more bearable. I seem to have gathered the nickname of "friar" even though I am not really a man of the cloth. (Although some days I wonder if I should have become a monk instead.) Local village hedge-wizard for a few years, recently risen to Journeyman of Ritual Magics in the Mages' Guild and moved to the Great Kingdom of Birya, a place of daily wonder and occasional joy. Given a rather outrageous translucent iridescent mage's robe as a token of my ascendance, I still have problems at this moment wearing it around my daily routine (although I have to admit it makes me feel like a Mage of some competence when I wear it).
My history is varied and admittedly checkered, a subject which I may or may not broach at my leisure. Suffice it to say, I seem to have been grounded much over recent days; dare I even call my life dull? I suppose, dear reader, that is for you to decide.
About this journal
Recent events, in particular my promotion to Journeyman, have rekindled a few old hopes in these bones. Several other reasons (including my somewhat unfortunate adventures in the romantic realm) have recently compelled me to give an accounting of my life and times, for motivations unknown. Perhaps it will entertain your eyes to read my tribulations; I cannot know.
Someday the darkness of this era will break into dawn.
...so you're not disappointed at all.
You've got the find the answer, dream warrior, sun dancer; you've got to find a reason, something sacred to believe in.
...and here I go again, on my own...
Does it make you happy, you're so strange?
Through the fire and flames, we carry on.
If you have stumbled across my words during your travels in the Aether, dear reader, I must apologize for the quality of my diatribes. This journal tends to contain my innermost thoughts in such a way as your humble servant can express them: in that manner, it seems to be a litany of frustration for chaotic times. If you have come here intentionally, however, I welcome you with open arms, and hope that my sanctum sanctorum will provide some manner of entertainment; if I cannot play the Magician, I hope I can at least play the Fool.
An accounting of myself
Slate grey mouse, about 4 foot high, perhaps 7 stone in weight (getting a bit pudgy in my middle age). Pair of small round glasses, enchanted slightly to attempt to make the brighter days around here a bit more bearable. I seem to have gathered the nickname of "friar" even though I am not really a man of the cloth. (Although some days I wonder if I should have become a monk instead.) Local village hedge-wizard for a few years, recently risen to Journeyman of Ritual Magics in the Mages' Guild and moved to the Great Kingdom of Birya, a place of daily wonder and occasional joy. Given a rather outrageous translucent iridescent mage's robe as a token of my ascendance, I still have problems at this moment wearing it around my daily routine (although I have to admit it makes me feel like a Mage of some competence when I wear it).
My history is varied and admittedly checkered, a subject which I may or may not broach at my leisure. Suffice it to say, I seem to have been grounded much over recent days; dare I even call my life dull? I suppose, dear reader, that is for you to decide.
About this journal
Recent events, in particular my promotion to Journeyman, have rekindled a few old hopes in these bones. Several other reasons (including my somewhat unfortunate adventures in the romantic realm) have recently compelled me to give an accounting of my life and times, for motivations unknown. Perhaps it will entertain your eyes to read my tribulations; I cannot know.
Someday the darkness of this era will break into dawn.
...so you're not disappointed at all.
You've got the find the answer, dream warrior, sun dancer; you've got to find a reason, something sacred to believe in.
...and here I go again, on my own...
Does it make you happy, you're so strange?
Through the fire and flames, we carry on.
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