Dear book diary thing? I've never done this before in my life but here it goes.
War is looming and I figured I better start writing shit down in case said shit got out of hand. My memory is terrible as it is so I hope writing it all done will help me think things through. Our leading officer assures us that all is well and whatever threat that is out there will be taken care of, that's why the Vamps, Wolves and Witches exists around us. I can't help but feel...helpless. They say that for us humans we are either lovers or fighters and to find one in the middle is a rare find, but to be honest I've never loved a women and I've never fought in a actual battle so what the hell does that make me? I feel like this new threat could be an opportunity to figure out just which one I am. I haven't told anyone my plan yet (obviously) however I think it's a bloody good plan if I don't say so myself. It may be reckless and dumb but I promise you it's good. I think we should ask the Vampires to help. Something is calling me to the North, and I'd never ask the Werewolves because the Alpha freaks me out a little and the Witches won't risk the lives of their own people, but the Vampires are just as reckless as this plan so maybe that will even the scales? I hope so. Either way, I plan to make my way there in the next couple of days and hopefully plead my case to the King. I can't be the only one who feels the unsettlement towards to coast, especially them, with their heightened senses and their lookouts. Ill keep this updated, hopefully shit doesn't hit the fan.
Jed over and out (Is that how you end these things? God.)
