12/03/-12/12/2017
Just recovering and building stronger bonds. Visits with Damaris and Takato and Jude and Uy & Easca and a handful of others. Still letting go of his tension and anger.

Noticed his friend Neirin having a stressful day and kept checking on him, helping calm him down. When he went to check in on him once more before taking Nawfar home for the night, found him unresponsive in the Ruins. Guarded by a very upset Maritus, he wasn't allowed near, but stayed a short distance from his friend all night.

12/11-12/2017
Spent most of the day around the Pond, admiring the willows. Heard Atiq running about and got a little worried something was amiss again, fretted awhile until his friend came to check on him. Surprised when Maritus showed up in a new form, fell in the Pond again as a result. Urgently led by Maritus to a very sick Sage. Immediately did what he could for her, as a result over-extended his magic. Currently unconscious in the Ruins.

11/17-25/2017
Well I've finally started making some progress. I have been puttering around the Ruins taking in the structure and what is around it. In fact I was trying to study the butterflies that seem to gather in the patches of flowers scattered around...though when I accidentally ate one I decided it was time to stop.

There were a few visitors gathered at one end of the Ruins one afternoon, I spent some time nervously watching, until Maritus led me over to join what I've heard Atiq refer to as a "cuddle puddle". I spent a fair few hours with a gentleman by the name of Dusty and a fawn named Sage.

Sometime after our unicorn friend left, the two ladies led me to the Pond. I sure have a few things to say about that place. ONE, why do I hear ducks and yet there are absolutely none to be found? ALSO it just seems to be a puddle of pure transmutation because I accidentally fell in and turned into a FROG. Like some common cursed cliche. Not only that but the bridge is baffling as well. first of all, it's built on a diagonal when it would have been better served to just build it straight across. Why use all that excess stone to reach across the wider gap when there's a shorter one just 45 degrees to the right? And why when I walk on something that was obviously solid for the first few steps, do I suddenly fall straight through to the water below? then when I went back across it was fine! Did something in the woods hear me critique their architecture? Have I made a miscalculation in thinking this place is watched over by something?

For now I'm just making a note of it on my map and I'll revisit this conundrum later.

11/16/2017
I woke up a little later than normal today, enjoying the peace and relaxation I have been getting. Slowly I can feel myself beginning to unwind and recharge all the magic that had been slipping away with my stress. Today seemed like a day to start exploring once again, little by little. I spent a little time in a nearby flower patch collecting samples of the flora and making a note of them in my journal. I noticed a doe settle near me, (Uy), and nodded politely. I still feel a little nervous around the folk here, but I'm getting better, everyone has been very nice to me so far.

After awhile I retreated back to the Ruins, studying my notes. Not too long after I heard someone approach, it was Atiq. He was one of the first ones I met here, a noble, if scruffy, stag. I liked him.
Today however, though he smiled at me in greeting, I could tell it was strained, and it was then I noticed that he had someone in tow. A tiny fawn, head drooping and looking tired out and stressed.
Atiq told me she was growing in her fins, which a deer growing fins doesn't surprise me at this point,
I mean look at me, and it was causing her a lot of pain and discomfort. He added the first aid I taught him wasn't cutting it anymore and she was starting to bite at them now. I glanced one more time at the poor thing and couldn't refuse, this was my actual trade. As much as I keep saying the opposite,
I need to realize I don't have to run from anything here.

I gave the fawn, Nawfar, a once-over, noting the beginnings of fins poking out of her scales on her sides and base of her neck. Speeding up the process was out of the question, that could go wrong very quickly and it's always best from children's growth to take it's course, but I could at least give her a few days' respite. I sang my hymn and sent her back with her dad to get some much needed rest. Atiq thanked me and said he'd pay me back later. I'm not worried. I trust him.

As I was studying the idols around the ruins I heard Maritus come to visit once again, trying to spy on my work. I'm not without my own mischief, however, and I played along. She got brave and snuck up to me as I was "reading" and at first tried to pounce on my tail before trying to peer at my journal. I had been staring at a blank page the whole time.

As it turns out today was to be nothing but one mischievous turn after another. I'd heard Atiq and his daughter gallivanting and racing about the woods sometime earlier, and I was pleased at her quick recovery, if not a little harried by them racing around the Ruins. Then I heard the little one scrabbling around the stones at the base of my current perch, another one trying to sneak up on me. I'm a coward but I'm not without my wits, my ears and eyes are still sharp. I planned to surprise her when she went for my journal as I knew she would, yet it seems we were all about to be played for fools. There was sudden'y commotion extremely close to my left and Atiq and another fawn were suddenly there, closely followed by two more deer, Nawfar appeared at the same time, Maritus jumped, I yelled "SCATTER" for some inane reason and bolted to a cluster of trees on the far side of the Ruins. More playful chasing and kerfuffle followed as everyone was scattered and I made myself scarce.

...Don't let anyone know, because I certainly will not, but after the initial shock, I may have thought that I somewhat missed this sort of nonsense.

9/21/2017
Today I decided to wander down to the Pond and take a few notes as I begin to chart this strange forest. I figure that maybe giving myself a task to work on might calm my nerves about being here. It helped.

A young lad joined me not long after I settled by the old bridge, Grimoire. Very polite and pleasant. Sometime later another approached us and I got a little nervous again, I could sense a large amount of magic before I even saw him. Yet he turned out to be pleasant company as well, Stagg I believe he was called. I actually felt a bit comforted at finding another practitioner here, and one that won't drive me up a wall like a certain someone back home.

I can't believe I almost starting missing him.

9/19/2017
Neirin "Has staring contest with small child for 3 hours" Wynfor
also known as Neirin "I get flustered when nice cloud ladies try to see what I'm reading so I boop them on the nose in panic" Wynfor

Sat on a ledge all evening and still managed to be social. In his own weird way. Met Vrasa and Maritus.

9/01/2017
That damnable wizard fried the last nerve I had reserved for him, so I grabbed my last bottle of dandelion wine and set off through the Veil, not really bothering to set a destination...I was long overdue for a vacation. I ended up in a forest, though I sense it to be much more than that. I also took note that I had changed to a four-legged form again, and that there were many other beings here with me. At this point however, though surrounded by strange beings in an enchanted wood I would otherwise get to analyzing, I was still too agitated by that interloping hobo of a spellcaster, I just wanted a drink and better company. So I found the nearest group of...deer?...and sat myself down after some brief introductions. the night is fairly fuzzy as of right now, I can't remember their names, I'll need to amend this journal when I do. After I sleep off the last dregs of this wretched mood, I'll start my expedition of this wood proper.