Friday, January 18, 2013

Inglemia Game - Five Element Majors - Journal Entry by Martel Martavious as played by Greg Sanford

Journal Entry "Merchant's Day"

Life used to be easier. Most people think that growing up a poor orphan is hard. I suppose it could be in some places, like out in the Cantons. In Inglemia proper though, growing up a poor street urchin is lets a boy live the life that most higher born boys dream of. You are your own master. You answer to no one. You are free. And if you can't find food and shelter in this city, you are clearly too dense for your own good. Especially during Merchant's Day. Oh the treasures that I used to get on Merchant's Day. All of the free food and drink. All of the arrogant nobles showing off their new creations. The look on their face when I made off with it. Such wonderful memories. I miss that life.

Now I am one of those arrogant nobles. HA! ME! A Segglestaff. I wonder if I could be tried for those jobs that I pulled on them years ago? Little did I know that I was just "claiming my birthright". Speaking of birthrights, I really need to think of a good way to break all of this news to the Doge. He REALLY didn't like my "family". He and I get along alright now. Even if he is an elitist prick. I have a feeling that our relationship will be souring pretty soon. If me being a Segglestaff doesn't do it, my stance on the Cantons will.

Speaking of, when in the hell did my stance on things start to matter? Oh yeah, when I woke up in jail with a cane, some magic tattoos, and proceeded to save the Doge. I mean making people "think" that I am a big deal has always come naturally to me. It was to compensate for just being some street kid. Now that I actually AM a big deal... I don't know that I like it. I will do what I have to do though.

I really wish we could have saved the Doge's son. He was a good kid. I had met him a few times at various society functions and always enjoyed his company. The fact that the Dogeship will now fall to his brothers scares me. Considering that my job is now to "defend Inglemia", they are going to make it that much harder. Their dad has been pretty good about not using us for his personal wet work. I don't expect that any of his other sons would have the same prudence. Those are going to be some bad conversations.

Speaking of bad conversations, I really hope dealing with Aushante the way that we did doesn't bite us on the ass in the future. It shouldn't, she is a dreaming statue.

And finally... I GOT MY OWN SHIP!!! I am gonna need to dress her up a bit, but the Serene is a beauty! Why? Because she is MINE! She is crewed by some good folk too. Well, I had better be off.

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