May 21st 2008

Clearly there is still a war. I am not greatly needed, so my guilt is not two high. This area is not strongly affected by the war, only that is seems to be a place for runaways.

I have not had the pleasure of speeking with anyone, so can not make a contious decition on what to feel. I am sure that I am safe here, as long as TJ has not been tortured to the point of reviling my location. I plan on leaving the accadimy every two months, to send letters, under a diferent name, and location. I will return when I get a reply, from either TJ, or a medic reporting his death. He is not important enough to be taken hostage, so my confedence and stress level are at a good position. Perhaps I can convince him to come here.

I feel like an outcast. Even though there is a domain just for Dwarfs, I am the only one. The area is nice, but lacks the natural resorces, like honey. I left my note of bee farming long ago, so I will have to re-learn how to do so. So far, I have also lacked to see any other Roges. I am trying to convince the headmaster/princible that I am capible of spreding my knowlage. Still, even if I do not become a teacher, we are in good hands, and will find the necisary people with the right requierments, so I will not take a NO personaly.

There is much for me to learn. Thankfully, I have not yet been tossed, but still must remember to not judge people before an introduction.

I wish to meet a babe while I stay here.

Today there is rain. Tomorow there may be sunshine. Weather is a PMS ing wife.

For some reason, I trust the man known as DragonMaster. I feel safe to tell him information about myself, which could be dangorus. One thing is for sure, I am much safer in the walls of Riverside. If giving him information is what he needs to let me stay, so be it.