Day 1
It did not take long for the coat, gained after a very brief stint in the army, to come off. It revealed a flat square structure, the power source for EMNA - or, as I prefer to call it, "Emmy". I simply put the staff through the sleeves and carried it like a vagabond.

Being the main technology guru for the group is actually somewhat enjoyable. Freakin' optomist, what everyone calls me. But why get upset? Life is too short...

And for the most part, the group is a decent bunch. Jericho is the obvious leader; Bryce, our best brawns-over-brains dude; Lilia, probably the most approachable person here; and Benetio - probably a good person, but I haven't seen him in forever.

Everyone has some form of keeping themselves warm for the night. We keep around the campfire, almost in a star formation. On my left is Bryce, sound asleep. Lilia also rests for the night, although somewhat less comfortable. I can't see Jericho, because of the fire. Ah well. I roll onto my right side, my most comfortable sleeping posture, and close my eyes. Mysllorian desert creatures, breathing of my comrades, and the soft, cool winds all manage to soothe me. That boar tasted pretty darn good. I keep my staff in arm's reach, and drift off into a deep sleep...

Day 2
A couple others were already awake when my eyes opened, interrupted by the sun. Slightly started, I grip my staff and then realize nothing bad was happening. Just breakfast.