May25I got a new uniform today. The one I had on before had stains on it, the blood of friends, and of enemies. My old clothes are a part of my past now. Once again I can’t just have a peaceful life like I had wanted. I have to fight for freedom and to just survive. Fight to protect. We must all fight until all those who would destroy are either themselves destroyed or perhaps some may decide to change their ways.
Virinat Festival DaysHad a bit of a rest at the cafe. I enjoyed an experimental brew of some kind of beans S’anra, the cafe owner, started growing. Apparently it is based on a human drink called “coffee”. It’s not the same, she told me. I can only hope whatever coffee is tastes better than this. It’s far too sweet, and far too sour. And I don’t understand how a brown bean makes a pink drink. Tovan is waving at me. I will see what’s going on.
May21Cur peered through the slit in the door at the combat ring. Gray blood from the last fight cooled in the garish colored lights shining from above the few hundred spectators seated and standing around the ring. The crowd thumped and roared as the adrenaline-soaked heartbeat of music pounder out into the arena. “Welcome to my Palace!” cooed a feminine voice over the music. “Show us what your toys can do!” The crowd clapped as Lady Hedon entered and sat alone in a sky box back lit with pink and blood-red lights that contrasted her sparkling blue skin. Cur punched his palm and cringed when the annoyingly full of himself announcer’s voice came out of the speakers. “Good evening gentlebeings! I hope you’re having a good time at the Palace of Lush. Our first Entertainer is the man from the Darkest Space, Th’look!” Another sky box lit up with dim greens and blues, revealing a masked figure with shadowy figures around him. The Entertainer Tips screen a little up bove the sky box lit up and started at zero, then counted up to 250. “He is providing for us today Daurt, a Nausicaan who is an up and coming fighter who has won a few fierce battles so far!” The number above Th’look went to 425 as Daurt stepped from a shadowy doorway into the combat ring, raising his spiked fists and growling. “You are in for a treat today, for our other entertainer is none other than Edak!” Another sky box lit up with strobing bright colors that morphed into a spotlight on a thin worm of a man with spiked hair and shining clothing. He waved with flourish and sat, his thick guards flanking him. The Entertainer Tips screen above Edak flashed on and instantly made its way to 5475. “That isn’t all, for today the arena will be graced by the scion of the shadows , the Reman with a broken world… Cur! ” The crowd shouted and the tips screen above Edak grew to 13,955. Cur spit out the bad taste in his mouth as the door in front of him opened and he stepped into the combat right. The Nausicaan glared at him, then Edak’s tip screen, then back at Cur, and took up a defensive stance.