The Tides Have Turned

An unbelievable and incredible thing has happened to me.

When I landed in this tumultuous land of Tyria I felt infused with a bizarre confidence and eagerness to fight despite my slight feminine frame and sheltered noble background. This place was full of mystery and I wanted to break all the rules and traditions I'd ever known into pieces.

I found myself accepted here, praised for my bravery and willingness to stand up to the bandits and dangerous creatures roaming the land. The noble family seemed to take me in as one of their own, as though they could tell I was high-born where I came from.

I was thoroughly enjoying this dream when suddenly I was brutally knocked out of consciousness and the world of Tyria dissolved around me.

Of course I was expecting to wake up and return to the real world. Only, it didn't happen. It was as if I were asleep. Once in a while I'd catch glimpses of bandits or ghosts, but these were fleeting and I felt detached as though I was watching someone else pilot my own body.

You might imagine my bewilderment when I was startlingly ripped out of this trance-like state and the world exploded back into clear, awake, reality. Only it wasn't the reality I was expecting. I was back in Tyria again.

Except something was different. I was different. I felt stronger; yet uncoordinated. I was more powerful but unsure how to harness and channel my energy.

I was also carrying a backpack filled with unexpected items: countless black lion chests which I couldn't open, bauble bubbles and butter. And a lot more money than I remember having before.

So I set out into the unknown; clothing torn and tattered, as though I'd been through a war and back but remembered nothing. The stars were bright and I could smell the salt of the ocean - the tides had definitely changed course and all I could do was try to find out why.

x Alïce
Southsun Cove - lvl 65

Toilet Water

It's been a few days now since I first awoke here and it's as though I've been dropped into an alternate reality. This afternoon I came across a most unusual cat just relaxing in a tree, looking at me. I had the strangest feeling that he knew I wasn't from around here. We shared this connection and now he won't leave my side.

Today I've been compelled to explore Queensdale. I stumbled upon an apple orchid filled with fruit bats and spiders. These things were almost the same size as me! Much to my luck, a centaur that I killed earlier had been carrying a bow and arrow which I used to exterminate the pests in the orchid. I fell in love with the bow and feel as though I've found my calling.

The people at the orchid paid me for my work and invited me in for pie, which was to die for. After an evening of warm company and cold ale I left the cabin and came upon the strangest man. He was almost as pale as me and enormously armored, a northerner perhaps? He had the most ridiculous name, Toilet Water. I honestly don't know what his mother was thinking.

I am beginning to feel a purpose in this world and I believe that I've only scraped the surface of what I'm capable of here. Perhaps in time I will discover how and why I came to be. Until next time,

x Alïce

Shaemoor - lvl 8

Mouse and Cow

How now, Brown Cow?

Take that, Chicken Rat!

A curious land filled with curious creatures indeed. Little time to journal at the moment. Will touch base soon.

x Alïce
Shaemoor - lvl 5

The Other Rabbit Hole

I cannot tell whether I am awake or dreaming. These last few hours have been such a whirlwind.

It was a normal August afternoon and I was wandering about the meadow when I noticed a glimmer of scales out the corner of my eye. My curiosity was aroused when I realized that I had come upon a small red dragon! I hurried after it as it skipped through the grass. It climbed into a small hole in the ground and I knelt down to take a closer look. As I peered into the ground I felt the earth begin to tumble beneath me - there was a jarring drop in the pit of my stomach as I began to fall. I shut my eyes and braced for impact although it never came.

The next thing I remember is waking up on the ground. It was raining and I could hear upset all around me. There was lightning in the wind and buildings on fire. I cautiously picked myself up from and took in my foreign surroundings. I'd landed in the middle of a battleground.

A man called out, "Get to the inn! You'll be safe there!"

I made for the inn just down the street and took up shelter with the frightened villagers. My mind was racing. This was a dream. It was interesting, exciting, alive. A sudden spark ignited inside me as I decided that since I was living such a vivid dream I would make the most of it and act on all my impulses.

Picking up an axe from the floor I made my way over to a solider near the door and asked how I could join the war outside.

With his eyebrows raised he asked incredulously "Now why on earth would such a pretty young thing want to throw herself in front of raving lunatic centaurs!? You should stay here with the others, you'll be safe here."

"If you don't mind, I really do want to fight. I'm quicker than most and I'm good with an axe," I lied.

He frowned an shook his head "You'll be killed. Our best men are holding the gate, this will all be over soon love."

I smiled at the soldier before I left. If he wasn't going to help then I would make my own way to the gate. If this was a dream then I had nothing to be afraid of.
 
It wasn't difficult to find the action. Fueled with adrenaline I yielded my axe and ran at the frenzied centaurs. It was easier than I'd imagined. I must have left my fear back in the real world. In this world I was fast, agile and invincible.

I woke three days later in a bunk house. There was a letter waiting for me from a Lord requesting my presence at the castle. Much to my surprise he welcomed my arrival with a cocktail party - ball gowns, h'or dourves. Exactly the type of soiree I'd have attended back home.

I asked him why he was doing all this and he replied, "If such a beautiful dove could fly so bravely into the battle of fire then of course she should deserve the highest of honors."

He reminded me of the boys from back home. Friendly but conceited, and far too high maintenance for my liking.

I mingled in the party for a while when there was a sudden explosion and a raid of bandits spilled in with a burst of fire and smoke.

I snapped back into battle mode and took axe to the bandits with pleasure. Partygoers fled and Lord Faren and I followed the bandits to an abandoned farmhouse where we found and freed their hostages. 

After all the excitement of the evening I thanked the Lord for the party but told him I needed a few moments to myself. He seemed a little put out as I made my way back to the inn, where I am currently unwinding over a pint of ale.

Mother never allows me to drink ale.

I think I will stay here at the inn tonight. It's late, I'm exhausted. I do expect I will wake from wonderland tomorrow.



x Alïce
Shaemoor Inn - lvl 3