Kinbrmon

Swimming into town today I came across quite the scene as I emerged from the nearest river bank. It turned out that Paprika had returned from the expedition in finding the rogues. Better yet, Paprika had brought what some had been calling the culprits to town to be spoken to. From the commotion I could hear that the group had stopped in the square as I made my way to sate my curiosity and learn not only from them, but what drives them as well. Let's see how this goes. Walking through the buildings to the square, I easily spot the throng of onlookers listening to Paprika’s endeavors while a group of three Paralogos I do not recognize s

As I think back on this week, it has been fairly interesting. On one of my excursions into town there was talk amongst some of the other paralogos that one of our fellows was having a, how do I put it, time of recognition for being a bright, colorful, being? I admit, sometimes my self seclusion does make understanding some of our customs, hard to understand and keep up with. Thankfully I was able to find and get in touch with Ginkgo and Paprika about the whole thing. From what I understand, it’s our way of recognizing one of us for being for, well, being us. It might seem weird to outsiders, or just those who aren’t in the loop, b

As I sit here trying to put my thoughts together- I can’t help but shake my head. What was I thinking letting that happy-go-lucky Ginkgo convince me to write about myself?! Especially when I was younger? I wish to say the audacity of such a request… But I can’t help but be brought to curiousness as well about how I came to be. As I asked my mentor this, all I got was a chuckle from them! Saying it’s about time that I asked. While as perplexing as it was by their reaction, I couldn’t help but be intrigued-- and as I listened to the story from my mentor’s experience of how I myself became a possibility, the