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    8th of Eleasis, 1371

    I knew it!

    I've always known I was destined for greatness and finally I have utter conformation!

    Last night, whilst out with Vett and Kesh I had a most unexpected encounter. We were making our way from the Battered Spoon to the Purple Knight when I was accosted by a figure.

    The man appeared from the shadows in a puff of smoke, wearing ornate and dramatic robes, he hauled me into an alley before I could scream and slapped me hard.

    The figure before me was myself, but from the future. The slap, which my future self made great pains to emphasise quite how much I needed, had been an encouragement to pull my finger out and not waste my life. He, or rather I, explained that the rules of time travel meant he could tell me little about the life I was destined to lead, however I could take certain lessons and hints that would ensure I would have the money, fame and power that was clearly my destiny.

    First, I was immortal. So far. Being alive in the future to come back and set myself upon my destined path clearly meant that no matter what happens I cannot die.

    Second, I must study magic, because in the future battles are not fought with sword and shield but with minds and things called eye-lasers.

    Third, I must sell every item I own, and invest the money gained in a shipping company called 'Redways Clippers'. This was apparently extremely important as in the year 1389 Redways would be a global concern and my investment would result in a return in the dozens of millions.

    Fourth, I must make my way overland to a place in the far North called 'Sundren' on the route I would face many dangers, which would not kill me due to my obvious immortality. In Sundren I would become a great mage, a great warrior and, apparently, one of the worlds greatest lovers.

    At this point my future self looked concerned, apparently he had already told me to much and was afraid that his enemies might find us. He pushed me back onto the main street and wished me good luck. We would not meet again, although I am destined to become him.

    Today I have sold everything and explained what I could to my loving parents and siblings, they do not understand, but I know I would never lie to myself. This journey must be begun.
    The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.

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    Disaster! Ruin!

    I am undone.

    In has taken me months to reach this land. I've done things I never want to think of again, desperate, dirty things. I've given, I've taken. I've done whatever I thought needed to be done in order to get here. And here I am.

    But it has been for nothing. All those friendships lost, bridges burned, literally and metaphorically, and blood spilled. And for what? Nothing.

    I arrived at my pre-booked destination, an inn just outside the city named the Four Lanterns, a place not as fine as the information I'd been given suggested.

    What did I find waiting for me? A mint chocolate on my pillow perhaps? A buxom lass? A greeting party from the Hands of Mundus themselves?

    No.

    Just a letter.

    Vadius my dear.

    The letter began.

    I am writing to tell you the most dreadful news. I know you think I worry to much but I couldn't help but investigate this so called future you.

    My heart began to flutter. Was this conformation?

    I'm sorry to say that the Watch recently arrested a man matching the description you gave. The fellow in question was a fugitive escaped from Murale, a desperate man who used confidence tricks to rob his victims. I'm sorry to say he did so by pretending to be them.

    No. Not conformation.

    Redways Clippers is a sham, their offices inhabited by nothing more than a drunk and a litter of cats.

    Ah.

    It has all been for nothing. Now I must live out my days in this miserable rainy valley, safe in the knowledge that I am no doubt a laughing stock back home.
    The greatest obstacle to discovery is not ignorance, it is the illusion of knowledge.

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