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Year 8 of Braska's Calm

Day 1:  Choices
Day 20: Lady Ginnem?
Day 25: Chappu's Reaction
Day 26: Ginnem's Arrival
Day 27: Besaid Cloister
Day 29: Chappu's Goodbye
Day 30: To Kilika
Day 32: Kilika Island
Day 33: Concering Sin
Day 34: Luca
Day 35: Mi'hen Highroad
Day 39: Mushroom Rocks
Day 41: Djose Shore
Day 42: Djose Cloister
Day 43: Concerning Magic
Day 44: Bevelle Festival
Day 50: Still in Bevelle
Day 52: Macalania Forest
Day 54: Of Summoners Past
Day 56: Lake Macalania
Day 57: Macalania Temple

Final Fantasy X characters, setting, locations, and original images/screencaps of Spira © Square-Enix. Photomanips and this journal created by Helluin.

Day 50, 8th Year of Braska's Calm

It's blasphemy to think ill of the High Priest of Bevelle, but at present I am seething. I will have to atone at the temple before we leave, but I can't help yearning to use his bald head for target practice right now!

The festival is over. The last of the flowers, ribbons, and lost belongings have been cleared away. Bevelle has returned to its usual bustle of services in the temples and haggling in the squares.

Yesterday, we still had no word from the temple, although the sanctuary priest had promised to send an acolyte around to Kano's house to summon us when the Cloisters were open again. So Lady Ginnem and I paid a visit to offer our respects and learn the reason for the delay. While we were praying in the sanctuary, we saw a Summoner party exiting the Cloisters. (They looked shaken and dazed -- I don't think their attempt was successful.)

Ginnem was far more tactful than I would have been. The on-duty priest was courteous but curt, explaining that her application to Yevon for access to the inner cloisters had been denied.

Denied? I am aware of no law that required a Summoner to apply for entry! That's what the Trials are for!

His assistant had the good manners to look discomfited.

Worse, our hosts seem to be under some kind of pressure from the clergy. We told them the whole story over dinner. They clucked and tutted and suggested we might have better luck with the Guado, since Maester Jyscal is known for tolerance. They affected surprise, but I caught a few furtive looks exchanged between them. They knew already-- I'm sure of it. Shortly afterwards, Rilani excused herself from the evening meal, feigning fatigue. When Lord Kano finally returned from escorting her to her apartments, he told us that they must leave for Djose in a few days, and apologized for having let it slip his mind during the hubbub of the festival. He assured us that their servants would do their best to attend to our needs in their absence. Lady Ginnem, of course, hastened to assure him that this would not be necessary.

I did not tell her my suspicions. She always thinks the best of people.

There is no point in "applying" to the college of priests for clarification. It's obvious what's happened. I'm shocked, and I think even my lady is shaken by this setback. I must swallow my own anger and do what little I can to ease the blow. I will not let her down.

We are left with no choice. We must seek the Fayth of Macalania Temple. I hope Father Corlano's allies do not hinder us there.

Lady Ginnem is going into the city tomorrow to restock supplies. We should be able to acquire all we need at the temple, of course, but at this point I am not sure they would grudge us even a few healing potions. I must try to slip into the temple archives tomorrow without her, in order to investigate whatever records they have on Macalania forest. Hopefully they won't recognize her Guardian if I'm wearing something other than black.

I feel nervous even letting her go shopping without me, but I suppose there's nothing to worry about in Bevelle -- apart from obstructive high priests.

Lady Ginnem says that Yevon is testing her.

I told her it's probably the other way around. That made her smile, at least.

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