I made more progress today than I did yesterday and I will likely make more progress tomorrow than I made today. I hope I don’t reach the limit there any time soon.

I turn seventeen tomorrow, I’m so excited. Mest and Thes won’t be there this year, but my dad will be and Azrezel will as well. Talus has left and Whisperer fell in combat. Bug has also fallen, though his children all alive and health, I’ve made sure of it. And Lord Parius the Magnificent is there as well, I don’t think I could get rid of him if I wanted to. He’s been there almost since the beginning, and he is definitely no longer the ugly little goblin he was at first. He’s almost handsome now, and strong, very strong, about as strong as Thes was before he evolved only without the rage. If I wasn’t with Azrezel I might even be a bit jealous of Tiddol.

And Willow, I miss Willow. We weren't close, I wanted to be but I failed at that somewhere. Why did I stop hanging out with her again? I know it was to work on something, but what? A gift for her that I never figured out how to make maybe? I hope I get to see her again, but I can’t in good conscience send someone out to hunt her down. Maybe I could ask Par to send some of his men to make sure she is alive and well at least, the charm Mest made to track whether or not she is still alive is in one piece at least.

And my children, my Ents. Many of them have left home and have started on their own journeys now, a couple have even returned and one group has set out for a second time. It is nice to see their faces when they return home, though it is almost always undercut with the loss of one or two of my children. Kaire and Lulem have been good older siblings to my children and are even on the verge of a second evolution, though I don’t think I am ready to evolve them quite yet.

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Oh wow, It’s been more than a year since I met Talus. I hope she’s doing well. Maybe we will meet again, though maybe not. That would be a bit awkward. Looking back on my relationship with her it was not exactly healthy. She was a bit exploitative, for lack of a better word. I didn’t really talk about it at the time, mostly because I thought it was normal, but she kind of treated me like a doll. She was a bit possessive and tried to be controlling, though I shut her down there every time it interfered with my work. And then during our alone time she was entirely focused on me and wouldn't really let me do anything, which was disappointing and more than a little uncomfortable. And her it got worse as time went on, up until she left. I know that was at least partially my own fault, but I can’t control anything involving that and so I would prefer not to think about it.

It feels good to get that off of my chest finally, liberating in a way.

Tiddol has been there for me almost since the beginning of my not so willing independence, and though she is a lot busier recently since having children she is still my best friend. She might not be as eloquent as my father, but I always make a point of listening to her stories when I get the chance. I always love hearing her tell me about her life as a diver. The story of her old party killing a dungeon dragon whelp with a small explosive and some glue has always been my favorite, though it has understandably taken on an undercurrent of sadness recently. Most of her stories have. I would be embarrassed to tell her in real life but I love you Tiddol, you are the best friend I could have hoped for. I just wish I could do more for her, but I don’t know how.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention what Tiddol evolved into. She is something called a High Human, though no one is quite sure what the variant is yet.

Nothing else is really worth talking about today, So Good Night Diary.