Ohhh… I’m feeling a little sleepy right now. The party’s still going, but I’m taking a little break to rest and clear my head. I told the waiters at the party to mix my drinks weak, but I think they must have misunderstood me, because the room looks like it’s spinning and I don’t think it’s magic.

The party’s been really fun so far! I’m dressed like a pretty priestess; Amaryllis was great about helping me make my costume (hers is fantastic!). I actually feel almost beautiful tonight. The drinks are helping, I think...

I decided to go talk to House Tharask because I’d never really met any other half-orcs before. First I ran into this orc guy, who was a total jerk. He tried to hit on me, which was just gross! Ugh… as if I’d ever consider a man, much less an ORC man. He reminded me of my father, which was not a memory I wanted to dredge up tonight. I managed to brush him off, though, and I haven’t seen him since.

Anyway, after I lost the jerk, I met a lovely half-orc woman named Erikka. She’s wonderful! I can’t believe how nice and normal she seems, but I guess she’s had a pretty normal life. Her parents were both half-orcs, and they loved her and each other. I’m envious of her background, but even more envious of her looks. She is the first half-orc I have ever seen that isn’t terribly ugly. Hmmm...

We talked for a long time, but she wanted to visit with a few of her other friends and her family members, and I needed to sit down. So here I am, writing in my journal. I think we’re about to do something else fun now. Oh! The band is tuning their instruments; it must be time for dancing! I will write more later.