Journal:

XXXX-XX-XX 7is a cold day on the Land of Capliaries and Pew7er. I si7 here, a7op a 7ower my server player Espri7 kindly cons7ruc7ed upon my reques7. 7he sun 7hrough 7he crimson 7in7ed clouds is qui7e lovely. 7he Al7ernian sun burn7 all of whom were foolish enough 7o s7ay ou7 wi7hou7 proper pro7ec7ion, so I was ini7ially qui7e cautious, bu7 I can say for cer7ain 7ha7 i7 is comple7ely fine. I have been ou7side for nigh an hour and have no7 faced a single consequense 7o my de7rimen7. I plan on spending 7he day up here, as 7o grow accus7omed 7o my surroundings, before se77ing off 7o begin my ques7.