I wandered into the city gates of Zozo today... The city begins to look different every time I come into the city... I came today to aid a young man named, Adam. He has lost his warehouse to a terrible fire... He was carrying on loudly when I walked into the spot that once was a warehouse...
After consoling poor Adam, I asked him how he would begin to rebuild, he was not sure... He needed some answers... I walked with him to the church in the city, we sat and talked a bit about the Mother and prayed...
He began to smile and his tears had dried. He said he found his answer... I gave him one of my bibles and a blessing... He went on his way... Maybe to gather others I have spoken with to aid him in his rebuilding or maybe to just ponder what we talked about. Either way I know he has had his heart restored.
That is my mission... To aid others and show them a way that they may never had thought of before... I will stay in the church this evening and make my way home in the morn.
Penned by my hand,
Taryn, Priestess of Chauntea
Ahh.. I hear the votes have come in for a new leader in the Crimson Guardians... On the road to Zozo, I got wind that Zariel has become a leader. How wonderful for her. She is deserving...
I arrived in Zozo and was greeted warmly as I have been for years. It had taken a long time to gain the trust of the citizens, but it has been worth it...
If I can aid them in seeing the beauty in nature and agriculture, they just may beautify their dark city....
I need rest... These old bones can only do so much walking...
On the road to Zozo. I make this long trek once every new moon. Walking on the long road, I know I could use magicks to get to the city, but I prefer just walking and seeing all the sights on the way.
Another couple of days on the roads I should be in the city. Until next time, I believe it is time to eat and find someplace to sleep for the evening...
Penned by my hand,
Taryn, Priestess of Chauntea
His return was slow in coming, tho I knew the time would come. The one man that I loved more than anything had returned to our clan after a very long absence.
Our last parting was not pleasant. My heart was so broken... I hurt so deeply... I thought I would never be able to love again or feel happy... In time I was able to feel happy again, to love tho? I am not truly sure...
Love is for the young, it is not for old women like me... Nevertheless, I feel I should take the chance to close that old passage of my life... Rekindle my friendship with the one who had pained me so, so that I might be able to fully forgive him and begin anew.
Being a priestess is not without its flaws. I like others feel hurt, are sometimes jealous and yes, even hold grudges. I have mostly forgiven the past and I would like a chance to heal and create a new future. Free of the wrongdoings I just could not forgive.
I believe Chauntea will give me the strength to do this... Ahh, it is time to make my way to the city of Zozo to do my missions as I have for so many moons...
Penned by my hand,
Taryn, Priestess of Chauntea
I wandered into the General Store today and saw this little book of parchment bound with twine and dried leaves... The shopkeeper called this book a "journal". It is something one keeps their thoughts in...
These days have seen a more melancholy side of me. Gone are my carefree days as a young druidess wandering about adventuring... I have settled into my old age with grace, I believe, My bones do ache and my stride is not what it once was. Fortunately, I have my faith, my staff and a place to come and rest my old bones when I need to move away from the tension in the halls of the Guardians and clear my mind.
I surely hope that this here book will become as trusted a friend as my staff and just as needed.
Penned by my hand,
Taryn, Priestess of Chauntea