Let it be known that Esther is a brave girl, unafraid and unfazed by certain scary things that may have happened earlier in the day. The fact that her mother is with her on this new adventure is a mere comment of practicality... nothing more. After all, who would carry her snacks? And if this adventure led to finding treasure that was too heavy for her to carry who else would carry it but her mom? Yes, having Asther around was very smart. Though Asther showed much less interest in find...

Jerry was thrilled to be back at it, exploring the world with her sweet daughter at her side. She had her mane thrown up in a big knot, her various braids, locs, and bangles poking out at odd angles. Her cape was pulled tight and secured with her favrite silver collar. To say the least, she was dressed to kill. She may or may not have tried extra hard this morning due to her new Campaign companions. What fun it would be to explore with another new mom and foal! She just Knew ...

Dear Diary,   I have been thinking about home a lot. Not the place I was born, that will never be home, just a starting point. No, home is a dark chamber of the dungeon filled with fluffy pillows and books to read by Ethera's light. It's damp cool air and a warm blanket on my back while I write down all my deepest thoughts. Life is dreary and happiness virtually non-exsistant, but home... home feels a bit like happy. I think Ethera feels the same way too, although th...

Dear Diary, Something happened that might change me forever. Not to be dramatic but, it was that serious. Here I was wandering the dungeons, looking for the perfect spot for a nice cry, when there, in the ground... a hole. Not like a hole in the ceiling of the level below, no. This, was a black endless hole as deep as the endless depths of my suffering. It called to me, beckoning me to join it. Begging for my dark and empty soul to join it in its ever present quest to fill the void i...

Dear Diary,   Speaking of getting lost! I just ran in to the most boring horse I have ever met. He was completely lost for one... going on about needing to find The big room with all the soft moss. All he seemed to care about was taking a nap! Honestly, I get it really... what else is there really to look forward to at the end of the ay but the cool release of sleep but like... Hello?! How is he going to run into someone as earrily beautiful...

Dear Diary,   Traversing these Dungeons feels a lot like common sense... a left turn, a right, then a left again... is just reversed when it is time to leave. But, I supposed getting lost is inevitable, just like anything bad in life, it is more likely to happen than not. I have learned to embrace the lost however. I don't really bother to remember which way I've come or gone, even though it would be totally easy to do. I just can't bring myself to care if I ever make it to t...