I'm still so very busy leaving very little time to write anything other than school assignments so my poor journal is being sorely neglected. Ideas are nesting in my head though, and a few have leaked out some sentenced just before I've had to fly away and do something else work, school, or home-related. I think I'll just freewrite about my Amtguard character, Saronai.

I really don't know what I'm doing here. Humans, vampires, some other elves and kender...let's not forget about the barbarian. Just thinking about his intellect makes me roll my eyes. I'm accustomed to doing my own thing, going where I please and not having to worry about permissions from other people.

However, this group of mismatched people are intriguing, I think following them awhile could take me on an interesting adventure. I really didn't have anything better to do at the moment anyway.

They call themselves the Hyboreans and although there are some odd race matches here, they seem to be very loyal to each other. One of their sub-groups invited me to join them. I cannot remember what they call themselves, but I ended up turning them down. It's bad enough I have to sacrifice some freedoms in order to follow this shire on its travels, I don't need to become subject to even more members in a subdivision of it now do I? I really do have a problem with authority (subject to as well as giving it out).

I've been writing some poetry for their Heraldic Tymes (they were having trouble naming their heraldry papers, so I helped them out on this one). One of the members told me that if I wanted to play my flute and write poetry then I should be a bard, not a druid. So I am to give up some freedoms as well as my calling just so I can do what comes naturally to me? I think not. Another did say I could be both, but really, I am an elf and a druid, and as both music and poetry come naturally to me. I will not be a bard, but I will not stop playing my music, I will not stop writing. It is silly to assume that a elven druid would do so in the first place.

Perhaps these bardic appearances to my person could be a help in the future. After all, if the people we meet in the future assume I am a bard, it could help when my druidic gifts come to bite them in the arse. For now, I will remain on the fringes, help where I can, contribute, but still remain distant, study this shire I have become a part of. I can feel the call to adventure in them, and it intrigues me.