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I rode into Journey’s End shortly after the Beowulf Squadron was dissolved. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. The city hall - gone. Vanished.
My heart pounded as I tried to wrap my mind around what I was seeing. My home town of Journey’s End - gone! I stared at the empty lot for a few moments… then flew into action.
I called in a favor from Jamaica and had her start work on a new city hall immediately. She spent a small fortune and it took her several hours to find, buy, borrow and craft everything she needed to construct the deed. I waited anxiously, hoping I wasn’t already too late.
That night, with trembling hands, I used the deed. I was asked for a name and without hesitation named it Journey’s End. I was home again.
I called friends and they helped me establish the city. But it was soon clear that there wouldn’t be enough room. Looking at the abandoned houses all around me, I had to finally admit it. Journey’s End was dead and there was nothing I could do to bring it back.
I finally resolved to move from my beloved town. A day or so later I did the unthinkable. I destroyed the city hall and Journey’s End with it. It broke my heart to do it. Before all the evidence of its existence could be swept away forever, I stole a piece of rubble from the demolished city hall.
I moved my house a short distance and there built a new city hall, establishing the city of Moneta. My fellow citizens and I have been busy setting up our town. Things were coming along quite nicely but it still felt like something was missing.
Then I remembered that piece of rubble I’d stashed away. I had a brazier built and a plaque placed on it that reads “Ember of Journey’s End.” I placed it high on a hill near city hall and after lighting it, I threw the piece of rubble into the fire.
I don’t know if anyone will understand my need to do this. When I look around Moneta, I’m acutely aware that everything here had its origins back in Journey’s End. By honoring the source of our foundations, I hope to bring good fortune to Moneta.
It would have been unthinkable just a few months ago. And even though I’ve done it, it’s still all a bit surreal.
Last night I left Beowulf Squadron.
For over a year now, Journey’s end has been my home and the members of WULF my family. It’s been painful to watch our numbers suddenly dwindle in recent weeks. It seems that everyone’s lives have suddenly changed all at once. Night after night of utter silence on the guildchat channel finally let me to this very difficult decision.
With the hope of keeping what’s left of the WULF family together and building on what Admiral Fenris has achieved, one of our WULF members has started a new guild. Though the thought of WULF coming to an end breaks my heart, I have come to face the reality that the only way to preserve what’s left of it is to breathe new life into it.
So last night I left Beowulf Squadron and my membership was accepted in a new guild. I remain optimistic that this is the best hope for staying connected to my dear friends and I’m excited about the possibility of making new ones….
But no matter what happens, the Beowulf Squadron will always have a special place in my heart and memories.
It started with a trip to my Lake Retreat shop to restock some of the vendors. There was a bit of a chill in the air so I started a fire in the fireplace. As I sat and tended to it, I realized how long it had been since I’d engaged in a relaxing activity. I’ve pretty much been working nonstop over the past several weeks. I’ve managed to catch up on my vendor stocking despite having been a month behind. Special orders have been pouring in, taking up quite a bit of time. And I even spent several hours reorganizing my paperwork for staff salaries and building maintenance fees. But there hasn’t been any time for fun.
So I decided to finish up my work quickly and head out of town for a vacation. I immediately headed to a fishing spot Jaegen showed me a while back. The beach is lovely, the Ewoks are quite friendly and the fishing is awesome. It was dusk when I arrived. No matter. I fished under the stars by the light of the torches.
When the cool breeze forced me to quit for the night, I sat by the fire. The simplicity of my surroundings made me think about how complex my life has seemed lately. It’s been quite a while since Bermuda left, but I’m just now starting to feel like I’m settling in for long haul.
Relations in the Beowulf Fleet have been less than ideal this past week. Members have come and gone. Regulars have been busy and less available to chat. Arguments, divorce and the possibility that more may leave Journey’s End have weighed heavily on me. Though none of it directly involves me, it’s still difficult to watch my dear friends go through it.
Despite the chaos around me, life for me has pretty much gone on the same. But I wonder how much longer that will last. The choices of those around me may pretty soon force me into making some pretty significant decisions about my home, my business, my friendships and personal life. It’s no secret that I don’t like change. Having this vacation to consider all the possibilities and realities couldn’t have come at a better time.
I left the fishing dock late the next day with a clear head and a bag full of fish. What more could one ask from a vacation?
I’m always incredibly excited and emotional about the achievements of my guildmates. The recent promotion of Av’ar Royan to captain was no exception.
For months now I’ve watched as he diligently worked at honing his skills as a pilot. It was an honor to make him his official captain’s uniform. I’m so proud of him.
With his commission, Captain Royan obtained a YKL-37R Nova Courier which he christened the Destination Infinity.
I felt quite lucky to be there as he took his rightful place on the bridge of his beautiful new ship, in his sharp new uniform with his well deserved promotion.
Congratulations, Captain Royan!
The Beowulf Fleet recently held it’s first round of ship contests. Using only the most basic of ships, members were invited to paint and stuff a single ship full of goodies and enter into 3 separate contests.
Since I don’t fly myself, I was recruited to help judge the beauty contest. From aboard my yacht, the other judges and I watched as each contestant showed off their best design. As you can see, it was a difficult choice to make…
Then it was on to the race and finally a contest to determine skill in battle. Despite the fact that I know that it’s just among friends and no one is really out to hurt anyone, it was still a little nerve wracking for me to watch them fight.
In the end, Admiral -Haruko- won this round of competitions. But with the determination and dedication of our group’s pilots and shipwrights, I think she’s in for some serious competition next time around.
Last night was The Admirals’ Banquet. Nian and I worked overtime getting everything ready. I was running around like crazy till the very last minute but I’m happy to report the whole event went off without a hitch.
It was a celebration in honor of Admiral -Haruko- and Admiral Fenris.
Many of the Beowulf Fleet members attended…
I provided the food for the buffet and Nian provided the wonderful entertainment with the help of Eos’. Nian even performed a special song for the Admirals…
As far as we could tell, a good time was had by all.
Have you seen this Twi’lek?
We’ve lost contact with Wing Commander Klitos.
If you see her, please tell her to contact us.
With encouragement from many of our guild members and help from Nian, I’ve been busy preparing for a party. With the recent promotion of two of our own, an Admiral’s Banquet seemed like a great idea. However, I hadn’t realized what a large undertaking this would be.
I wrote up and sent out invites….I’ve been busy preparing dishes…. we had to secure a venue and decorate and come up with contingency plans…. Nian has been a wonderful help, volunteering her time and expertise. But with only days till the event, I’m feeling a bit stressed.
Most of the work is finished. I’m almost certain there will be enough food and drinks and with Nian in charge of entertainment, I know that everyone will have a good time. So why am I so stressed?
Well, at some point I’m probably going to have to make some kind of speech or introduction. And I’m scared to death I’m going to make a fool of myself. So much so, I still haven’t sat down to write out what I’m going to say. I don’t even want to think about it. Instead I put my energy into thinking about how to get out of it….
If you have any suggestions, or would like to volunteer for the job, let me know 
Our dear friend, Arorpe, gave us the bad news yesterday that she’ll be leaving our galaxy - forever. It was entirely unexpected and we were all stunned and saddened to hear her say it. She quickly packed up her house and shop, gave away her valuable possessions and said her goodbyes.
I’m still left speechless at the thought that she’s gone. She will be missed by those of us who knew her kindness, generosity, good sense of humor and her faithful friendship. Goodbye and good luck, our dear Arorpe.
Yesterday was my first official meeting of the Beowulf Fleet. Admiral Fenris called the meeting to clarify the rights and responsibilities of each of the officers. Since I’m not one, I got to sit and space out. Just kidding! I’m sure there will be a quiz later. 
The meeting went well. Admiral Fenris was able to answer everyone’s questions and I think everyone left the meeting with a better understanding of the role they each play in advancing the fleet. I admire the way Wing Commanders Klitos, Av’ar and Maisioh Repeat and Commander Eamiae Lisse were so willing to follow the directives given. I don’t think I could take orders so gracefully.
In explaining what permissions everyone has and why he bestowed some fancy sounding title on me. I ignored the urge to go hide under the table in embarrassment and instead just started making odd jokes about the whole affair. I’m almost certain I came off as foolish or ungrateful or both. Nothing I can do now but pretend the whole thing never happened…. and hope everyone else plays along 
