Magden asked me what makes a King... I'm still not sure but I'm starting to feel like I'm becoming one. We headed to Takuma's old town (he used to be a Lord, if you can believe that). He seemed to have a grievance with the people there and honestly, it just made me think of my own misgivings towards Caerbhall. I wonder what he is doing now. I hope he's okay. I don't think it's good to hold such bitterness so close to yourself for so long; Takuma is sardonic, sarcastic and bitter. Desperately bitter. I can understand of course, with what happened to his father, but to let yourself be consumed by that...
We picked up a new companion, Piehead. I have to admit I have not warmed to him.
Other than this we have made good progress; we are approaching the mountain now and I can only hope we are prepared. Some bandits attacked us in the woods but I dealt with them swiftly. How strange to write that. I dealt with them so easily, I must admit, I'm starting to buy into my own legend. I'm supposed to be this great King, this destined saviour and... I think I will be. It was striking, seeing Takuma holding Ardon. He looked quite herioc; I can only imagine what I look like holding it.
Oh... poor Takuma. His wound appears to be healing well but he's been rather unlucky as of late. He keeps telling us he's lucky but at the moment he appears to be Mimithian's punching bag. I can't imagine what I would do if I lost Takuma. That would be on me, my fault. Jen is a steady rock to rely on. And a lot more like Takuma than she would wish... I must admit, it's been a delight being with her. Caer treated me like a solidier, a poor one at that. Takuma is all fake respect and sarcasm. Magden has the fate of the world, and his own ego, pinned on me. Jen is the only one who treats me like... well, me. Aware of my role, sure, but just so geniune. And funny, she makes the long road a little better.