Wintersky's Journal

Mostly Useless

posted Nov 9, 2008, 6:38 PM by Gay Pliska-Matyshak   [ updated Nov 9, 2008, 6:57 PM ]

Dear LongSpear,

Many things have happened since I last wrote you. I have met a group of companions to travel with, but they are a motley group. Among us--one is spirit ridden, one is lost and bedeviled, one has died, one hides and plots in darkness, one fears the future, one feels encroaching evil, and one has hope. As you learn more about my friends, you can decide who is who.

I entered a very large permanent encampment called Redemption. There are so many people here, I doubt any know all of them. It was in this city that I met my companions, this city full of walls,smells people and noise. As we (Cinder, SnowShadow and I) entered this barbaric area I saw a man dragged into a strange dwelling while others patrolled the shadows. 

Investigating further with the help of Talks Much and a summoned monkey I found out the man and his sister (near death) were inside. CheChe stole some papers from the man and a ribbon from the woman and with the guidance of Talks Much made a crudely bandaged the woman. The man was Oli and the papers mentioned an aviary and a woman Merizea. Merizea, truly an elven princess, was able to point me toward Oli's friends and went to get the guards (Protectors).

I looked for Oli's friends but could not find them, even knowing the location of their home. Overwhelmed by the sights, sounds,smells, and my inability I built my teepee and crawled inside.

Thankfully, others were able to rescue Oli and he and his companions held no bile in their bellies for me. The next day I met Master Longshanks, Ringo and Ozi; followed by Nyza, Legeand, Iyam and finally Oli. But that is another story.

Love, Wintersky

P.S. Give my love to Mom and Dad.


posted Jul 25, 2008, 9:49 AM by Gay Pliska-Matyshak

Dear LongSpear,

I cannot believe that I'm being sent away. Sure it is with great ceremony, feasting, the beating of drums and many dances; but I do not want to be SpiritWalker. Me responsible for the spiritual well-being of the whole Teton People, are they crazy? I already make people edgy. I see too little and I see too much. I don't say the right things. I do not believe the lies and ignore the truth. A little power and I will truly be reviled.

Maybe, it is because I make people mad that I am being sent away. All I ever wanted was to be a warrior; protect the People and hunt. I like hunting. What do I know about helping anyone else's spirit? Spirits are everywhere, some are good, some are bad, some are helpful some are mad. Oh Scales! Now I sound like that silly troubadour from Marshes Edge, Shaemus O'Cleef. But, there is a whole range of beings. I can not be the only one who can see and talk to them. Dances Fast says he sees them, but if he does, he interacts with a realm unknown to me. The others, Tall Tree and Red Clay say they do not see them yet. Even so, everyone likes Tall Tree and Red Clay, they would make better shamans than me (if only they could see and talk to the spirits.)
Well, I am being sent North to the outlanders. If Shaemus is any indication, I am in for a strange time. Luckily, SnowShadow and Cinder are exiled with me and I will not be completely without friends.

Love, Wintersky

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