Its a BOY!

I don’t know squat about this subject…

But if you want to read on.
The interesting thing about all of this is that I was not prepared to hear that my wife/girlfriend and I would be having a baby. It was not in the schedule and by no means does that mean that we are resenting our decision it just meant that we would be planning on It sometime in our relationship just not 2 years in. In my heart of hearts I knew that Angie was my soul mate and that I would no longer need to be alone with my own thoughts and feeling like I would never find someone. Honestly there is no one better suited to be a fine mother for our child.
We’re having a baby boy in a couple of months and at first I was terrified. I mean completely anxious and scared that I would be responsible for a life. Not only that it was that this life would look to me for inspiration and love and courage which I sometimes lack for others. I hear though that this type of love is non-existential when a single guy with nothing to worry about but my brother (who will remain anonymous) was telling this story that when his x-gf back in the day was pregnant with his son that his son would not ever respond to his touch when he would touch her belly. Well one day he had his head pressed against her stomach and he felt his hand caress his face. At that point he pointed out that he started to ball like a baby. I don’t know if I would ever find myself ever reacting that way but it was a pretty touching scenario.
The way my thought process has changed is interesting too. Not only will I stand still sometimes to watch a mother and her toddler in a parking lot and think to myself “That’s going to be my son and my lovely wife walking hand in hand someday.” But I am literally thinking changing jobs and doing something better in order to offer my son a better life as well as a better home environment. Making him experience something that my childhood lacked which was a loving home and parents that would encourage your endeavours. Sure I’m still afraid of what’s going to happen when he is born but I’ve also come to learn that this is not a solo experience. I am just so damn happy to a T that Angie is with me on this ride.
I love you both.
And I hope that’s enough.

Jeffrey The Mage

Day 1: Freedom

The day started out quite on the contrary to my belief. I thought that I would get woken up by the guards for morning exercise (god how I hate that, can’t I just sleep?) but when I saw dawn outside my window I went to my cell door and realized it was getting later than I thought. Then the jerk across the way started babbling about me getting killed. What a jerk. I never liked that guy so I hope he gets something thrown into his food. I will put in a word to the cook. He’s a good friend of mine. I suddenly started to hear the guards coming dreading the fact that I would have to sweat. When I saw who it was it was not the normal guard but a quadruplet of people. 3 in fancy armor and one dressed as if he thought himself the king of England. Dumb fancy pants.

Turns out I was correct. He WAS the king and he claimed to know me as well. Weird. What a weird guy to just come into my cell and claim to know me. I’m just a petty thief who was accidentally accused. I swear. Anyway it turns out that they were on the run from something because the captain who was a foxy lady opened a secret door in my cell.

I had nothing better to do but follow them even though the other 2 jerks were being way jerky towards me. Not too long after descending into the caverns we were attacked by inconspicuous characters unfortunately not all of us made it. The poor foxy captain was killed. No time for mourning the trio decided to take their leave of me. Then the wall to my right fell apart and I was suddenly attacked by a couple of huge rats. I was not convinced this was going to go well. Using the teachings from mage school I conjured up some power of awesomeness and burned those babies to the ground. If it was going to go like this I knew I needed a weapon so I decided to take the sword of the dead captain and proceed to get out of this place. I was no longer concerned with what the king told me.

Man was that place dangerous. At every turned it seemed like something was out to kill me and was well there traps and goblins. What the heck was this place built on? At that point I started to wonder if I would get the hell out of here.

After leaving that section I found myself meeting up with the trio albeit they were still not happy to see me. Jerks. Sad thing is it was the last time I would see the king alive. He was killed by some assailents but not before handing me the pendant of kings (which I tried wearing but would slip off of my neck) and told me to deliver it to a guy named Jauffre. Saying goodbye to his corpse I booked it out of there and proceeded to find the exit. I descended to some sewers and could smell the fresh air. Not too long after though I was confronted by some goblins and giant sewer rats. Taking care of them I headed for the light at the end of the tunnel and found daylight.

Jeffrey The Mage

Day 2: Taking the road closest to home. Also, taking this rat stench off my new clothes.

Stepping out of that sewer made me love my new surroundings so much more. Problem was that my new robes still stunk of sewer radioactive rat so I decided to jump in the lake that was directly ahead of me not considering any dangers that lurked beneath the water. I headed to shore immediately thereafter. I stepped out and realized that my clothes were dry. I don’t know about you but in mage school when we were doing our ‘’Magey’’ expirements we knew that when you dip a clothing of any type into water it soaked up some of it and I kid you not. My clothing was still dry. I didn’t think too much of it and continued down the road then it came to me.
‘’Where am I going?’’ I asked myself.
I tapped myself down and realized I had a map (How convenient). I knew no one around here so I had really no place to go. I know the old man who claimed to be King Uriel told me to deliver this amulet to someone named Jauffre and as I scanned the map I saw that there was a red mark on my map. I thought maybe I should go there but I thought that would be boring so I said “Nah, maybe later.” So I ran my finger down to the southern most part of the map and decided on a little town called Leyawin.
There I would know why I was so drawn to going there.

But first, some sleep!