Nierra's Journal - Of Rifts and Games27th of Applefall, 1817Nierra's Journal - Of Rifts and Games by Alkonium
It's been a while, but I have been busy this past week. Where to start? I spent longer than I'd like cooped up with people I'm not sure I like. On the other hand, it's nice to see a Moiraillegiance forming between Sam and Torrune, even if I'm not entirely fond of either of them. Okay, Torrune's not that bad, and Sam could be worse. Sam means well, but he can come off as patronizing without meaning to. Torrune's a stick in the mud with a drinking problem. Okay, maybe we're not that different. Or at least we've got a few things in common. Maybe that's why I'm so curious about his personal world, but I'm getting ahead of myself.
The other big thing that happened on the way back is that we read through the book recovered from Green Molly. I'm still trying to process the implications. Time travel, alternate timelines. I can't begin to imagine what someone with less than noble intentions might do