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Kurt's Diary

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Location
Soojung Heights
(New Kaineng City)
Type
Book
Interact
Yes
Destructible
No
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Kurt's Diary is a book written by Novice Bengtsson and found in the Ministry of Archives at Soojung Heights of New Kaineng City.

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Cantha

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Kurt's Diary

Entry 8—I'm home for Dragon Bash after a year away. The Durmand Priory isn't so far from Hoelbrak, but my first-year studies have kept me occupied. Transcribing dragon research for the magisters isn't exactly legend-worthy stuff, but it's important. Also, I learned that my two submissions to the Poetry of Tyria collection were published. Only took five years and twenty attempts, but still, it's something.

Entry 22—Myrra was assigned a mentor today. I can still her pointy-toothed grin when she told me that "there was no shame in being a library shelver" and that it "played to my 'strengths' as a norn." She scurried off after I shot her a look, the little pest.

Entry 23—I worked up the courage to ask Magister Stonehealer if he'd take me on as a mentee after he led our class on a group dig at Thunderhead Keep. He looked me over, grunted, and walked off, so it wasn't a hard "no." I don't know what I was expecting. The last thing he wants is some booming giant shadowing him. Myrra was right.

Entry 53—Ogden snuck up on me today, somehow. Said he had a task that I was "uniquely qualified for," which turned out to be fetching a very large and old tome from a particularly high shelf. As I did, he asked me what my academic interests were, and I told him the same thing I tell everyone: "Dragons, ancient civilizations, and Snargle Goldclaw novels." He actually chuckled at that last bit.

Entry 54—My first big field-study assignment! The team reports to the aerodrome in Lion's Arch tomorrow morning, packed and ready; no other details until we're in the air. I should let Begbie know. I love him, but he has the memory of a marmox sometimes; he'll forget I exist in a month's time.

(The diary ends at an unfinished entry.)