Carria

Brush with Justice

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Lying Low

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Here I sit by my camp fire writing my thoughts. I should be in the Pony right now, lounging in a chair by the fireplace with a nice pint, but it seems my stay was cut short by an unexpected visitor. Curse her name, whatever it is.

The Yule Supper At The Knotwood Boarding House

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(Thanks so much to everyone who came by and made this such an incredibly fun event!!) 

Fetching Framsel

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Making her way through the darkness around the outskirts of Combe wasn't what she wanted to be doing that night. Clara Briarwool wanted to be in bed. She'd earned her rest. But circumstances did not agree, and she couldn't really argue with her mayor, even if it was of a township of only a dozen or so.

Pride and Shame: A Turning Point

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The following events occur on the evening after events described in Entry Four: Progress, and before those in "Just Visiting" - Looking in on Dear, Jailed Uncle Wes.

The Fellowship of Them Wot Went To Everslade That One Time

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But I Can't Help Falling--

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It was late when Sera finally returned home to check on her mother. Her unevenly cut hair was a bit disheveled and her tunic somewhat wrinkled. She stepped through the door quietly and tiptoed into the bedroom she shared with her mother, only to find her sound asleep in her bed. She strode over to her mother's bed and pulled the blanket more securely around the sleeping woman's shoulders before moving to return to the main room of the small house, choosing to sit by the still burning embers of the fire. 

Ramblings of Rue, Journal 19

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Diary

I make myself so mad sometimes. Did I really have to beat up that girl? She got me right irritated, but I am supposed to be minding myself. I can’t get into seeing patients if I’m breaking noses. Even if she deserved it. She DID deserve it, she was a brat, but I would have lived by just walking away. I haven’t even told Elias yet. He’s probably going to lecture me.

Entry Six: Fears and Tears

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Diary

Do you know what it’s like to be afraid of yourself? To be afraid of what you might do?

Entry Five: The Long Road

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Diary

I found this journal in the stash room. That…that just sounds stupid, right? The stash room. The room I used to stash my weapons and all the shite I’ve stolen in. Like someone isn’t just going to break into my house and steal from a thief. I’m cleaning it out and turning it into a guest bedroom. Because it’s a really good idea for a thief to entertain guests, right?

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