Day 156: We’re still camping in the frozen rockies and making our way slowly up the eastern side of the mountain. We’re out of food still and it is all I can do to prevent Calia from eating the rest of my journal (I am already missing three months of entries). Alaron was supposed to be our guide but he has recently come down with dysentery and we’ve had to make camp here at the summit for two weeks. I fear he will not last another night.
Day158: Alaron has slipped into a coma. Aeges suggests we consume the dead in order to preserve our sanity. I cannot begin to describe the fallacies of that sentence nor explain to Aeges that no one is dead…yet.
Day 159: I woke up to Sabar screaming in the middle of the night! When I left my tent I came upon a most horrific scene. It seems in his state of mind, that Karym tried to eat Sabar’s arm for it was covered in blood when I went to examine it. I confronted Karym about this but the only response I could get was from his puppet saying, “Mashira hungry, she eats, tu~lu~lu. She twirls, ta~fa~fa!” I chose not to inquire further as “Mashira” was drenched in blood.
Day167: Alaron has passed away. Rest his troubled soul.We were to dig him a grave but his body went mysteriously missing. I suspect Calia may be involved.
Day 170: Karym has spun the strangest tale today:
“There we were, in the foreboding mountain pass of the glacier [what glacier?]. Aeges, the powerful wizard, came alongside myself – THE MIGHTY WARRIOR. [When I asked whether Mashira had come for the journey or not, he failed to respond and continued the story.] We were off to fight the dreaded ghost with a large pack of allies. Our leaders were nowhere to be found, yet I heard their voices in my ear saying “We’ll meet up later. Backtrack to the tower you passed.” so I spurred the group backward to the very tower! [At this point, Karym took a swig of whiskey.] It was… it was horrible. So much blood. Nothing we could do. Aeges said I was not acting myself. Cali said the same.. [Karym did agree that Calia was indeed, not in the group fighting alongside Karym yet when I asked how he could have talked to Calia, he said that "he whispered in my ear". Note: It worries me that Karym imagines Calia as male in his illusion.]
“As it turns out, Reyhn had possessed my mind. Yes – I had no idea where I was. I had no clue what was to become of me. Reyhn was in full control of me. [No avail in convincing Karym that I was not able to "possess" anyone.] And then, so many ghosts came. So many… And we died. Yes. And Aeges grasped at Cali and said “Tell – tell Karym that…” and then he breathed no more. And Cali warned me of impeding danger but Reyhn still had full will over me and she made me say that I was already dead. So many lies. LIES. And then Aeges and I both fell in battle. His spells did nothing to save him, nor my axe for mine own soul…”
At this point, Karym fell into a stupor and sat back against a tree. I said, “But how are you alive and sitting before me, good sir?” He stared at me the longest time before casually saying, “Good Siko, our wayward priestess, was able to bargain for my soul and bring me back to life. I can only assume that Aeges met the same fateful… fate… that I did.”
I think I shall share a tent with Calia tonight instead. Better to sleep aside a cannibal then a lunatic. At least Calia would wait until I’m dead to eat me.
Day 178: Calia and I went hunting when we came upon another hunter. It appeared that we and he were low on ammo. Calia aimed and shot a rabbit nearby only to have the other hunter shoot the same rabbit!
“No, don’t waste ammo. Shoot the ones I’m not shooting,” Calia explained.
The hunter continued to pummel the rabbit full of so much lead that it was uneatable by the time he had completed the task, even managing to injure Calia with a stray bullet.
I fear my hunger is getting to me. Calia appeared frustrated so I grabbed up the rifle, screaming, “DO NOT FEAR CALIA! I SHALL AVENGE YOU.”
I waited until the hunter was targeting a deer before I made my choice. I shot a nearby male, chipping it’s antler. It charged at me while the hunter was skinning his freshly killed doe. I was promptly impaled by the stag and thrashed to the floor but it proceeded to stomp upon the hunter sitting beside me. I was bleeding horribly but the hunter was dying. Calia took up the rifle and shot another creature, hoping to repeat my performance and finish off our rival hunter.
Calia shot a bear.
Needless to say we dragged our bloody selves back to camp where Sabar fixed us up.
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), for my lack of being on meebo or email response. I’ve been currently sorting through an inbox of 150 (I’m at 27!) most of them spam from campus activities begging for my participation into groups that want me to perform community service even though I already do community service and dont want to be rewarded for it through a club because I feel that defeats the purpose of SERVING THE COMMUNITY VOLUNTARILY if a club asks me to do it. … Run on sentence. The point is, I find it offensive to offer a reward for doing a good deed. Maybe I’m old-fashioned like that.