Mignon’s Journal – Entry Seven
Entry Seven: Still Spring – Still Year 847 of the 4th age.
So we let Tulock back in the group, because apparently we are complete idiots. Oh well, it is only my entire life and afterlife on the line. What do those matter? Who cares if he screws it all up? I can’t believe that guy is going to outlive us all. Out…unlive, I guess. Whatever. That isn’t the point of this entry though. No, I’ve talked about Tulock enough lately. He doesn’t deserve the honor of being mentioned in this journal.
Continuing on, here I am sitting outside a tower which is apparently the epicenter of the apocalypse. I don’t know. I guess I lack little choice but to find a way in and kill everything that looks at me wrong. Simple, yet it is not going be easy. The sword bearer sure can take a beating. I really don’t think we can defeat that guy. There is a pretty good chance this is going to be my last entry. Though no one will ever read it, as the world will be dead, I guess? As I sit here reflecting on how I lived my life, never really caring about anyone, I have no regrets, I’m proud of how I’ve lived. I don’t even regret taking this stupid quest, because it’s not like everyone in the world isn’t also dying soon. Perhaps the sword bearer is just a lunatic and this will all end up anti-climactic. Who knows? I most certainly don’t. I guess this will be rather interesting in retrospect. Be it retrospect in life or retrospect as a disgraced spirit. At least I have some stuff to ponder while I float around dead for all eternity. I have some things I should really say to some people. Or rather one person. I can’t form the words. This is so foreign to me, and part of me wishes it to remain so. I just don’t know anymore. I don’t know anything. I am totally and utterly confused in every aspect of everything. I believe it is my time to die, and I’ll be damned if I don’t face it with dignity. I’ll hold to my values to the end. See you around, Tim.
Addendum: Hey! I’m not dead! Not much has changed though. We’re still all going to get horribly killed. Now by the new god of death, Kas. I don’t even know if recovering the sword is possible anymore, and if it is it’s not really much of an artifact anymore. Well, I’m going after it anyway. Not much of a choice. Brought this one on myself. Stupid Mignon, stupid, stupid Mignon. If I live through this all I vow to stop being such an idiot and start playing it safe.
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