#entry 74

[marmallows]

do you guys like my muppet hornets au

[grow1ng-gurl]

Entry #74

Day 217, and I’m 77 feet and 3 inches tall. It’s been a lazy couple days, just visiting my farms, making sure they’re loyal and working, and eating quite a bit. I dunno, I’ve just lost all motivation to do things. Maybe sleeping more will help. Hope I don’t crush anyone useful while I sleep.

[textsfromslenderverse]

[textsfromslenderverse]

[diary-of-a-people-pleaser]

Entry 74, 4-24-21

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[creepyfixation]

Thanks Tim for not taking the Jay approach with the camera and instead of pushing it in everyone's face, just holding it at your side.

[irelia-ad]

By His Side

(OOC: Date [22-10-2016] Day[Saturday])

Dear diary…

Trained with haste as I said I would and worked up an appetite. I left to the Tavern and ate my fill. During the end of my meal I had started hearing the sounds of combat and felt the call of the light. Once I had left where I was eating as I found it, I went outside expecting and finding Taryane. She seemed tense and was at her habit of destroying training dummies when in such a state. I observed for a moment before trying to lighten the mood a little with a small joke to which she responded to in kind. The conversation was not long. We shared quick words on her blade before she had to leave to meditate. Lord Firestar had made himself present which meant I could ask him for the favor he offered a few days ago. He gave me a hearthstone before following Taryane inside.

Ara’ni and Trez’iman joined us. Ara’ni seemed to be agitated for some reason. Believing that I demanded special treatment and thought I was above everyone else. She has this idea that I think of myself as some sort of untouchable power that nothing can rival. I have no idea why she would think this. She left with a snarl when the other troll Tres’iman decided to give his input. He seems to be under the idea that I do not listen to what Ara’ni says. He saying that I should listen to what she tells me because it might one day save my life confirms this. Why he thinks of me as some sort of insubordinate that does not listen I will never understand. But I also know what it means to survive on my own. I do not need to depend on the words of others. He then lead on to accusing me of boasting my age in front of everyone. Which is false. I pointed out my age to emphasize my point on how pointless it was to make a suggestion to somebody like me to take up basic swordsman training. If that was not going to be my point, then my past service to the warband over these nine months being enough proof would have been.

Miss Sunshard was also present. I have to commend her ability to always stay confident with herself but sometimes it is too much. Her trying to hide her wounds and be willing to accept a spar being one instance of her going too far. She places too much work on her still recovering leg, so I supported her back to the barracks where she could rest it more. Trez the troll arrived shortly after. He told a tale of how elf legs are a delicacy on their isles. And how any loner elf that wonders into their land is free game. I didn’t care for the tale or if he was trying to tease us both. I just gave my responses to points where appropriate. For example I made it clear that I would kill anything that hunts and slays members of my race. Miss Sunshard seemed to settle fine so I departed to the estate.

It was nice to be in the warmth of Quel’thalas once more after spending the past few days trying to avoid getting frost bite. I wasted no time in navigating my way to the place Sylvarys rested inside one of the states spires. Hey lay inside a coffin, covered in runes and enchantments that must be helping with the grim state he was in. I went over and he seemed agitated and angry alongside how ill he still clearly looked. But he seemed to calm on seeing me. Losing some of that tension as I got closer to him. I already had accepted there was nothing I could do for his condition. I left feeling slightly bad for my own selfish desire to see him ok but offer nothing to help. But I was a fool. My presence there was something. I brought him happiness in his otherwise unhappy state. I could only imagine how he feels right now. He dislikes the help of others but that is all he can do here.

*As she writes, the memories of what happened in that room float through her mind.*

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Irelia stood there with half a smile on her face. She was happy that he was in no visible discomfort and had calmed at her arrival, but her eyes also held a sympathetic look towards his condition. She quickly dropped the expression, replacing it with one of happy continents. She wasn’t there to stand and pity him. She was there to see how he was doing, to make him feel better and show that no matter what, she will always stand with him, even when he can not. She then proceeds to speak openly in a calm and soft voice.

“It is a shame that these things must keep happening to you, but know that I will be here for you when they do. I am not one who was ever very talented for my words of assurance. Nor is there anything I could say to make you feel good about what you are going through right now…”

She stands to the left of him as she speaks, looking down on him with a kind face and taking is hand gently with hers.  

“… but I will be here for when my duty allows it. And when I am not I will be fighting for our future. Fighting to that so when you get better, you come back into a world that does not worry about the legions attacks. I will fight to defend all I love. All I care about. And if I am to fail. If I am to fall. Then know that I would always have fought by your side. Always have been there for you if you fall ill.”

She then smirks slightly and tries to lift the topic of conversation from something less grim, sounding slightly humorous.

“Hmph. Then again. If a pit lord can not bring me down, the legion should fear the name ‘Irelia’.”

She then legs go of his hand and slowly lowers it back down.

“I will be here for as long as I can.”

Irelia then moves to find a place to sit and write her diary. Where she will wait for the night offering to take over from any servant that comes to do some form of task until she will eventually fall asleep where she sits.

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*The memory fades as she looks on her diary.*

I left him with words of kindness as he did for me. There is a possibility that he will recover and find me gone. My life could end in my next battle. But even if I am no longer there, he should know I will always have loved him.

 Yours faithfully

Irelia Sunglance

[btdlawrence]

....wait, is Hoodie taking the pills because for some reason, that medication ables people to surpass the sickness that the Operator gives off???? Or am I looking too much into it---