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The first diary entry was the 4th of Frostfall, when Jack was about 15 years old.

Riverwood, 4th of Frostfall, 4E ---

''I recently met them. Those witches in the forest. They.. are strange. They also live with a middle-aged man. They say he can change into all sorts of animals. An owl is his favorite animal. Maybe that one owl that watched me ever since I ran away from pap and mum  was him? No, that's just strange. Anyways, they gave me a strange hood, that helps against the cold. I found it while they were doing some kind of ritual amidst the trees. I tried stealing it, but they caught me when an owl saw me - I don't know how that works.''

''They were at first angry, kept me imprisoned and fed me, but then their mood changed. I've been living with them for a couple of days now, in some sort of cabin. I like it here. I don't really want to trained as an assassin or a thief, and I don't think I'll ever be asked to do that here. However, Sulga is thinking of the man, Deest, training me in the art of swordsmanship. The witches already thaught me how to cast a few spells.''

I always wanted to wield a sword, but I never thought that I would partly be raised by some witches..

Also, they gave me the hood after all..

 The rest of the page was a drawing of the small cabin where the witches live, close to the lake and the forest. A black- haired man sat in front of the house on a porch, smiling. The entry continued on the next page.

''I was wondering if we could maybe visit the other holds of Skyrim. When I asked Yulga about it, they strongly disagreed. They like the forest, and don't want to leave it.. The man however claimed that if I wanted to, I could, after I finished my training.''

The next diary entry was set two years later, when Jack was about 17.

Windhelm

''Now that I'm finally done with all that training, I can go on to Windhelm. I always wanted to visit Skyrim's famed Nordic snowy capital. Who knows, maybe the Nords will teach me how to fight as they do?''

The diary entry after that was set three years later, still in Windhelm. Jack was 20.

Windhelm

I'll have to write this thing by more regularly..

''Anyways, I met this beautiful girl. Sasha, she's called. I've been living with her for about two years now. Well.. 'living'. I basically live with the Argonians close to the dock. I managed to actually get in there. It was nothing special. Just a few beds and some wooden forniture. Anyways, I always visited her whenever I could. We.. grew close. But apparently, it had its downside.''

''Ulfred caught us today, after years of hiding it. When he found out who I was, Jack Masked-Eye, he dissaproved of me and Sasha being together.''

''I'm supposed to say my goodbyes to her this evening.. I don't really know what to do. I miss those witches, and Deest.. I can't really send them letters. How is a courier supposed to find three witches and a shape shifter?''

The entry continued two days later.

''Sash didn't want us to part. She bought a carriage, and she was planning to go to Riverwood. This is ideal! Maybe she'll like those old hags and Deest. As I'm writing this, she's resting her head on my chest. I love her. I didn't want to part ways either. She was willing to leave her noble status behind for me. ''

The next entry was a year later. The two pages between this entry and the last one were littered with drawings of a cabin in the wood, and a beautiful woman with braided blonde hair in various poses. There were drawings of her in stalhrim armor, or simple clothes, robes, or nightgowns. All drawings had a similar element though - she was always smiling.

''Sash still doesn't like the witches that much. Figures. nor Deest, unfortunately. Luckily they don't get into a fight.. Sasha wants to move to the forest instead of staying in Riverwood, and renovate a small cabin. Gotta do that..''

The next entry was when Jack was 23.

''I'm becoming a father. I can't believe it. She was normally.. unable to, but the witches helped us. Sash's belly is as round as a.. I don't know. I'm so happy. Finally I can become a father. A parent.''

''Sasha says it's a girl, but I wonder how she's so sure about that. A motherly 'sense'? I don't know what to call her. Or him. I was thinking of, or maybe .''

Names were scratched out. It could be seen that the next pages were ripped out, and the next diary entry was two months later - at the fourth of Frostfall, Jack's birthday.

These notes were especially.. melancholic. The fluent handwriting was non-existent, and made way for a much more messier one.

''I couldn't do it. I'm too scared, Sash. Are you still here somewhere? Together with our son? Or daughter? I still don't know. I could have known for sure if.. if they hadn't.. done that. I still don't know. I don't know.''

''I'm lonely. Please.''

''How is our small snowfall? Up there, can you please tell her that.. that I love her? Him? I''

''I burned down the cabin today... I have to start to forget. Everytime I..''

''I don't think. I can't follow you or her. Him.''

I don't know.

Where are you two now?

''I tried again, to join you  but.. I still couldn't do it. I'm still too scared.''

''I can't. I couldn't help you. I know, I promised to protect you two.. promised to live with you all.''

''I failed. I'm so sorry.''