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« on: January 27, 2009, 01:25:54 pm »
Rice's Journal
The rumblings of the fortress have reached even my ears. The loss of four champions is quite a hit to the fortress. I can only mourn their loss and continue my work for the good of the fortress. However, the news of Filliwhip's stepping down is certainly good news indeed. His heavy-handed ways of handling matters has been quite annoying, and I am sure that even Kuli feels some relief over it.
There is still much work to do, and I cannot really believe it has been eighteen years since we have come here. I look back at the span of these last eighteen years, and I can see all that has happened.
From our earliest days to now. Aryn has always been crazy hasn't he. I followed him here believing his honeyed lies, but the behind all the veils, behind all of his words there was always the truth staring back at me. The Truth has been waiting there, just waiting for me to come and find it. But I don't want to stop believing. I want to believe. This will be the last real project I will work on for Aryn. When this construction is done, when I believe this fortress is truly safe, then ... then I will be done. I will stop working for Aryn and I will stand on my own.
Hah. Right, maybe I can retire, play some games. Get to know the new generation of dwarves. I have heard about all the births and new joys of this fortress, but never have I had real time to enjoy them.