Here you are! The very ultimate cheesiest part of my story! All the cheese is in this chapter. ALL OF IT.
Hope you like it.
Why won’t my towels rinse or dry? What a pain. Oh well. Time to clean the kitchen.
I know three Dutch words! : D
EDIT: Illinia uses her ring, instead of acquiring it and then losing it before ever using it. Also, Lina now has a purpose. Not exactly revealed through a journal, or a letter, but close enough. : P
Okay! Going to post, then going to watch violinist play his Friday-night pub-rock gig. Going to bring my lappy so’s I can write more story. I think this bit is going much better. Should I try writing with alcohol? I don’t think I should risk it.
This chapter is rather long, but it has the famous part where my brother was looking for a false name and grabbed the first one he could think of – which is the name of a pianist who WE knew… but he didn’t know. So it was pretty hilarious to imagine this pianist friend in this setting.
SPOILERS: I took some rather large liberties with parts of this; like the fact that David seems to be a bit of a skirt-chaser. There’s no way David in our game would hit on Mira, because her player and the DM are siblings. So I added that. Now that will ruin that part of the story for you to know that. : P Also Mira and Torrigan are not involved in any way. If anything, I myself had a crush on Torrigan (though Illinia doesn’t). The mechanics of the plague and Aleic and all that other stuff kind of elude me at the moment, so I’m really making stuff up in there.
It got cold again today. A few flakes around lunchtime (and by a few, I mean a very few). Need to wear my scarf. The crimson cashmere one.
My Dreigiau Book 2 came today! : D
EDIT: added a section in which Mira confides her backstory in Illinia.