Our Story Begins

I've met some strange people. I know I signed up to be part of all this, with the traveling, and adventuring, and these strangers. But, this group isn't at all what I was expecting. They're young, like me, but they seem so... carefree. It's strange, but nice. They also seem very prone to accidents. Especially Apple. She's easily the strangest person I've ever met. She reminds me of Eleanor, back when we were younger, when life was still good. If anything happened... Well, I don't think I could do that again. But, nothing is going to go wrong. The other two? Well, at least they seem responsible enough. I trust them to be reliable, at least, even if they don't seem like the kind of people I expected to meet here.
 
I'm excited to finally get back to traveling. Even though I haven't been here long, I feel like I've been stagnant for far too long. Practice is good, but it doesn't help people. I need to be out there, looking. I don't have forever. I have to return home next month to help Eleanor, but each visit, even with my care, she gets weaker. I worry about her with my every waking moment. But all I can do is help the people here with me until I am strong enough. Either I learn, or I prove my worth to whoever it is that has blessed me. I know I can do this. I know that I have no choice.
 
I'm glad I don't have to worry about packing my things. All I really need is my necklace and my supplies. Everything else can stay here until I return. Except this journal. I think I'll keep it with me, in case I find anything of importance.