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Aenaeas's Journal - Sixth Entry

I wasn’t planning to write anything about the last couple days…but ever since I got Zephyrus fixed…it’s been harping on me to write what happened so I remember not to overextend myself.

Long story short, we disguised ourselves as some of Orpheus’s people. I disguised myself as Orpheus himself. Then we infiltrated their camp.

Once inside we met little resistance until one specific dude was being an arrogant prick saying that Orpheus abandoned his post and that he was in charge now. We convinced him to take us to Remus so that we could “clear this up.”

On the way there we jumped them. While we were taking them out we got jumped by some other dudes. It turned out to be a much longer fight than we had imagined. I ended up getting knocked the fuck out but, we won. I should have known at that point that it was going to be a bad day…

When we finally got to Remus it was looking pretty bad for a while. I figured we could take him though. I was mowing through everything untill…he got two lucky shots on me…

I had been practically untouched the whole fight…

Even his stupid breath didn’t hurt me with all the magical and alchemical resists we had. Then he flew up next to me…and smacked me a couple times.

I got pretty fucked up, even my spear broke…

The party was able to finish him off though. When we got back everyone pitched in for my spears repair bill. The hospital’s bill to fix me was also pretty high…but whatever. Thanks everyone.

I can still feel the damned bruises, it sucks. I don’t think I’ve ever been taken down like that. Out of no where he just dropped me…

Whatever. Must have been lucky shots. Both of them…were lucky shots…yeah…

Whatever, long story short he’s dead and I’m alive. So we win. Bitch.

When we went back to Stella it turned out that we had gone through some time skip or something when we killed Remus and ended up 10 years in the future. Our new mission is to kill some bitch who pays for a lot of the empire’s bills. Makes sense to me, cut off the purse.

Chick’s name is Festaud il’Sook. I wonder when she’ll find out that the Wyrmslayer is after her and her days are numbered. Especially since he’s pissed that the last guy he was supposed to kill got some lucky shots in. Fuckin faggot.

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