Melane's journal V2

Melane's old journal has been stowed deep away somewhere, she begins with a new leather bound journal that is so far empty.

The tenth of Frostfall, 586


A lot has happened in the past few weeks. I return to Cormount only to find out we're moving to Auridon, then they made me a Corporal of the Auxiliary guard already. The town seems nice, definitely more alive then the past two towns. Apparently though, it's under the eye of the Dominion themselves, a lot of people don't seem to understand that we're at the Dominion's doorsteps and that they have power over us. Sure, I'm not okay with them threatening little girls or anything but it is what it is. I've seen it all before so I'm used to it. Hopefully they find the damn reason behind all the Daedric shit soon so they stop pushing people around.

I think I may have found a suitable apartment for my children and I. I think Falen would like it here, seems like his little friend group loves it. Mainly because we've escaped the chains of the green pact I suppose.

Things between Kashya and I seem to be steadily increasing. We haven't really talked to one another in a while so it was a little awkward to make conversations with each other at first. She's mainly the closest person I have in this new town so far. Many people seem so.. Annoying. Then there's also Xithic. Him and I are pretty good friends. I really hope this new set of guards turns out to be a good choice.

I guess we'll have to see in the time to come.

The ninth of Last Seed, 587


This. Town, it's slowly spiraling into chaos I'm told. I've spent the last six months held up in Skywatch, selling clothing and armor. Maybe it wasn't the greatest of ideas to return to that gods damned Shattered Grove. Apparently some idiot has been causing drama and now Kashya is dead and the town currently has no guard. I fear for my friends who still live here, this isn't right. I don't think it's the best idea if Falen comes here, not for a long while at least.

I do not know what is best for me to do at this point. There's just so so much chaos, everywhere I turn. It's just like Vulkwasten, all over again. Or at least that is how it's starting to feel to me. I can't think straight with all of this stress. Maybe a nice goblet of wine will help me calm down from the undying calls of tension. Or maybe two goblets. Hmm. I think I will continue to return to the town, at least for the next few weeks. Maybe I will assist them on leading the new guard, but every time I join the guard I get caught up in my own damned personal issues and I have to leave.

Well I suppose I may have to do that. For Kashya. For this damn town. I guess.