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  • journal Elena Whiteblade

    17th of Last Seed Ok, where do I even begin today? I haven't had a chance to  write the last couple of days because, well, lets just start off from the moment I woke up in the imperial carriage. I woke up finding my hands bound and the back off my head still sore from the hit I recieved from those b...
  • Character Background Story

    He flew a feet up in the air, hit his head and fell back down on the hay again. Talk about a crude way of waking up. He mumbled to himself. Hey, Roland! I thought you knew how to drive a caravan? He yelled through the piece of cloth separating the inside of the caravan from the drivers seat. I do! I...