Entry #2 and Casting

Entry #2

My head is spinning. My head is spinning and I feel ... guilty. I think I did right but ... Maker, Jowan. Forgive me.

I have never been so far from the Tower in my life, or at least, that I remember. They tell me I was from the Alienage in Denerim, but that can't have been anything like ... like this.

And I ... I betrayed my friend. But - but Irving already knew! Irving knows everything. And I - I tried to plead Jowan's case but even the First Enchanter couldn't do anything for him ... let me back up, make myself clear.

Jowan said he had evidence that they were going to make him Tranquil - strip away his emotions and his gift for magic. They thought he was a Blood Mage ... and it turns out, he was. I ... I don't know how I feel about that. It gets worse though. Jowan was dallying with a ... a harlot from the Chantry, and ... and he was in love with her. She went to Aeonar, the mage's prison, for her crimes. Aiding and abetting a Blood Mage.

The power he wielded. You could do a lot of good work with that power. Or, well, or evil. Like the Chantry says - like everyone says.

I shudder to think ... I don't know, I can't think.

I'm to be a Gray Warden now, and there's another test in store for me: I have to do some kind of Joining ritual.

Sounds harmless enough, I guess.

Where are the other recruits?

Think I'll go looking for them.

• Daveth - shifty human. Also kind of funny.
• Ser Jory - Stuck-up human. Coward.
• Alistair - funny human. Doesn't like mages? Not very bright.
• Duncan - good, strong human. Owe him.
• Wynne - good mage, human.
• Teyrn Loghain - human lord?
• King Cailan - eager human king.
• Morrigan - Chasind? Apostate human. I like her.
• Flemeth - Morrigan's mother. Mad? Powerful. I can feel it.

So Many Thoughts (freewrite)

Tiny text is tiny. Whoops.

Oh, and I had a Slender Man dream so that's awesome too.

WTF.

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Dragon Mage: Origins

Entry #1

My first night in the Circle Tower as a full mage. I finally understand why my - no, our - confinement is deemed necessary.

I still feel it. As though the demon hovers over me, waiting to seize control again no - not again, it was never ... my thoughts are my own, my mind is my own. I cannot sleep at all - worry I may never sleep again. In the darkness of my bath this evening, I imagined I could see its eyes above me, watching ... waiting. Waiting for my guard to slip even an inch.

Jowan was there, when I woke from my Harrowing. He wanted to know what it was like. He's been on edge for days now, and I suspect this didn't help any. He said he wanted to speak with me, said it was important. I can't imagine why, truly. He knows I cannot tell him of the Harrowing. Maybe it's his "secret lover." Ha. Jowan is my friend, but sometimes I think he gets jealous of me. How easily I take to magic, how the First Enchanter himself has taken an interest in my learning. I never knew my parents. Sometimes, I suspect Irving thinks of me as the daughter he never had. I'd like that, I think. He is like the father that I never had, as well.

Oh! Two odd things happened today, besides my Harrowing, that is. I nearly forgot.

There is a Gray Warden staying here at the Circle, a man named Duncan. He seems like a good and upright fellow. I think I expected him to be ... bigger.

Astride a Griffon, perhaps?

Also, there is a Templar here who seems to have taken a shine to me. Edgar ... Edwin? Cullen, anyway. A Templar and a mage ... how silly.

Best not dwell on it.