3. Thoughts of a squishy scout - Thorns journal.

Thoughts of a squishy scout - Thorns journal.


  • Time is running out.. this alternate plane, shifting.. thing. The complex mess we've been trying to figure out for a while. Its almost over. Odd how fire surpassed all the others. Have to admit.. kind of saw that coming. We'll be taking a trip into the sewers soon.. will not end well.

    Val, my bard-girl. Shes being haunted by this shadow-man. After reading the report on all thats happened… I think its time to kill him. Shes scared, she needs as many of us close as possible. He's probably pretty powerfull, but we've faced worse.

    Lune, she did good on a trip to the cold caves. Scared me a few times there, but that ogre picked the wrong one to go after. You don't just club our little healer. Shes growing up nicely, and shes getting stronger.. won't be long untill shes the one everyone is turning to for healing.

    Rith is staying as cheerfull as she can be, trying to keep everyone smiling. Even keeping me cheerfull. Shes happy on the outside.. but deep down its just cover. Haven't had any luck with those temples. But I'm not giving up! There has to be some way to reverse whats been done. I'd like to see her smile, and smile as if her soul itself was giggling


  • I can't believe I did that.. I would never have done it. It doesn't make sense for my sword to have done it.. its never lashed out at someone.. why Fadia? Why was I glowing purple around the menhir? Those slaadi.. so many of them. They came from the menhir, not my blade.

    My eyes glowed purple for days after.. No idea whats going on.

    That wizard needs to get here soon.

    Some good news though. Ronan gave me some elven chain. Brought it home to the den.. small reminders hurt the worst.. I should try and avoid putting things in that chest from now on.

    Need to focus..

    Family, alternate plane things, sword.. one at a time.

    I've been givin a list of gods and godesses by Shannon. I need to research them, see if I can find a temple of theirs close by, or a high priest, or priestess.. something. I think I'm just winging it at this point.


  • Day two.. started out with me meeting a new friend. A rat.. haven't named him yet. He was hungry so I fed him a fenberry. But he really liked the garlic I had. Little guy must have been starving.

    One of the guardswomen visited.. she went on and on about how guilty I was.. or something. I think she was trying to seduce me and play the.. bad criminal, stern guard thing.. she did add a bit of a sway when she walked away. She was nice.

    Delfie found me.. ugh.. she better not be breaking into house-..

    Fadia is awake.


  • It seems I've gotten myself locked up in a cell. This is a first. Have to admit, its kind of boring. No sunlight, no wind.. just stone walls and cold iron bars. Oh, and this really big, rusty axe hanging from a chain deeper in our cell.

    My company? Fadia and Jerrick. Its not so bad. Fadia keeps me company, and warm. While Jerrick just seems to mope about in the corner as a tiger. Odd that magic works in this cell, also odd they let us keep our stuff. But I'm not complaining. Considering I still have my helmet, I've a third person to keep me company. I haven't spoken with Emma in a long time.. might let Fadia talk with her. If of course she doesn't assume I've done something horribly horribly wrong and panic.

    Our trial is coming up soon.. should be interesting. Never been to one before so we'll see how that goes. I'm not sure that attempting to stop a demon impersonating a magistrate is considered 'attempted murder'. But Shannon will figure that out.. hopefully.

    Fadia shouldn't even be -in- here. She did nothing but run and bring the guards. Now I faught back.. but only after getting stabbed four times in my bathing suit…

    Plenty of time to think.. great.

    I'll try and cheer Jerrick up.


  • The days are passing by slowly. I found a new cave to explore, the lizard cave deep within the swamps along the cliffs edge. Odd how some mucky swamp leads to something as beautifull as that cliffside. The lizards sometimes have these dragons eye gems. Oh, and the kobolds in the swamps have plenty fire-agates, among various other gems. One box of mine is actually full.. so now I'm working on another.

    Jerrick and Rith don't seem to age at all. Fadia will hopefully be around for as long as I am. Tindra and Lorie will also have a good long life so long as I can help it. Lune? She has a long life ahead of her.

    Anyway I'm happily stuck with all of them so I might as well make them rich with a dragons horde of.. stuff.

    Oh, I also may be starting a new hobby all-together.. we'll see.

    Something else I'm looking forward to seeing. Sometime soon there may be a powerfull wizard come to Narfell. With any luck, he or she may be able to give me answers about my sword. I sometimes worry.. if I do learn to controll this blade, what troubles that could bring to my family and friends.

    As it is now its unreliable.. so I'd probably be better off knowing. Maybe then my other me won't consider me a dissapointment?

    Lastly.. a few nights ago I was able to talk to Rith. Not the shiney armor symbal of hope and lathanders light. But Rith.. the person. I feel so horrible for having brought those memories back to surface.. but now I know.

    I'm going to fix this. Somehow..


  • Things have taken quite a turn. Become more complex, more interesting, though I fear overcomplcation. The good thing about getting multiple people involved is that eventually someone elses perspective is bound to be right. The bad thing? Well trying to figure out which one is right and which ones are wild theories. I'm trusting my gut on this one.

    Distractions aside.. I apologized to Rith. I've been acting so strange.. its not her fault and I can't take out my frusterations on my friends … all but Ras but thats different. Rith is a good friend, possibly one of the best I'll find.. and if she doesn't want to talk to me about her problems thats fine, but I'll be here for her when she does.

    My problems though...

    My mind is currently a jumbled mess of , fear, worries, doubts.. if I don't stop myself from thinking back on the 'what ifs' well.. I do nothing but sit around and pity myself all day.. and that doesn't do a damn bit of good. Not for me.. not for anyone. I'll focus on the task at hand, and I'll figure something out. Even if it is just connecting the dots others have overlooked.

    I'm greatfull for my odd little family. Lorie and Jerrick, I'd be a huge mess without them. Some things I can talk to Lorie about that Jerricks better off not knowing.. yet. Other times I just feel like dragging Jerrick off on a hunt, and tossing smart ass'd comments back and forth all day, just for fun.

    Fadia is helping in more ways than she knows. When its time to relax, to stop thinking of all thats going on. I can't even bring myself to feel bad when around her. She makes things better, easier.. though she asked if it was making things worse.

    I'd much rather have a purple druid cheer me up than having to resort to drinking just so I -can- stop thinking.


  • I was able to talk with Tindra about a few things. Her and Lorie have givin splitting alot of thought. I'm glad its going to be done.. the sooner the better. Jerricks time spent with Lorie.. cut in half. Which is fair.. Andu deserves to spend as much time with Tindra as Jerrick does with Lorie.

    It sucks, for all involved, but its fair. But when cut again, it just sucks.

    Tindra understood what I was talking about, I think.. only, then Rith walked up. I need a pocket plane for conversations.

    The mess with the plane-past-war thing.. only gets more complicated. Elemental princes involved or something. I don't know the details.. I wasn't invited along to the meeting. Being told the path is free for anyone to walk, isn't the same as hey.. come on we'd like you to come with us.

    That frusterated me.. alot, no.. maybe thats not just it. Sol did too.. Sure Sol.. I'll tell Adriell you need to talk with her next I see her.. no problem.. just walk on up..

    and tell her..

    yeah..

    I need a drink..


  • Had to miss fight night.. but it was for something important. After reading over the letter of notes Val sent me, I realize now just how complicated things really are.. and just how dangerous a situation this really is. Even with all the things that are known.. we're leaving alot of it to theories and speculation. What scares me the most is, the only way I'll prove usefull in all this.. is to somehow learn to use this sword … fun.

    To make matters worse, not only as a whole do we have problems, but the smaller problems are piling up with those around me. Jerricks fears about being a father.. I can help there, somewhat.. he lets me help him when he's got problems. Even if I can't really -do- anything to help he talks to me about them. The situation he's in now.. not a good one... His time with Lorie is split as is.. but to cut it again for someone else. Eh.. iffy.. very iffy situation.

    Another trail of odd thinking keeps crossing my mind. My friendship with Rith.. its not so much a friendship. Or it doesn't feel like one, not anymore.. she closes me off when shes got a problem. Not just me but Fadia as well. Its as if, the only one she truly trusts, is Lorie, and no one else is allowed to get close.

    Its sad.. a little over a year ago when she thought she had to leave these lands for good.. she was in tears on the cliffside, saying I was going to be one of the ones she'll miss most.

    Theres a distance now.. I feel like nothing more than a tag-along of Fadia or Lorie.. maybe I'm overthinking this.

    In a bit of good news, I was able to make Shannon be social for a little while? He talked, which is rare. He might have had fun, but for him you can never tell.

    I also have a new cloak, one from a fey. Strange, but incredibly usefull. Invisablity.. darkness, I'm still learning what it can do. Annoyingly though, I can pull a shadow from it. A really creepy shadow. I went to show Jerrick what it did.. but then Rith ordered me not to.. in a very-.. no best not. I'll keep poking it untill I figure out what else it can do. Belma'r says the cloak is connected to the shadow plane.

    So much to think about..

    One of the most annoying things though is Fadia is thinking so much she can hardly relax.

    Think I'll just stop thinking for a bit, see where that gets me.


  • I really should top spending so much time in the city. Seems everytime I do I get thrown back into the past to fight a war I never faught… only, its not the past, its a plane? I really wish I knew that.. I could have gotten everyone out before F- anyone was hurt. Or at least tried.

    I can't fight a war like that every other day.. I do good.. waves of soldiers, those armatures.. I'm much more dangerous than I give myself credit.. but still. I'm exausted..

    After we were brought back to our time.. or plane, whatever. Rith, Lorie, Lune, Fadia and myself spent a little time in the temple, to talk on what happened.. what they learned. Even filling Val in on everything when she entered the room.

    I'll admit, I'm lost in this.. I can only grasp bits and peices of whats going on, and connect the dots. I know I should have relied on my gut insticnt.. and just shot Lady Daisy.. thoughts for another time.. heh, time travelling pun..

    Leaving the temple, for some well deserved rest. Rith paid for us two rooms. One for Lorie, Lune, Val and herself. The other she said was mine and Fadias. One step into the room and it was obvious it wasn't a room for sleeping.. She was pretty miffed about it too..

    We didn't sleep much anyway.. stayed up all night talking.. about, well alot. She was exausted too.. despite the small nap she got at the temple. We got a few hours of rest at least.. though I'll probably spend all day today trying to relax.. she'll probably join me. I have to admit. I'm curious as to what mess I'm getting thrown into with the war and demons.. but I'm not going to bug her with those questions while shes trying to relax.

    Good news is.. fight night is coming up soon. I think I'll show up for this one.. its been a while.


  • These days have been an odd mixture.. started fun, then became frusterating and ended.. on a somewhat good side?

    Was able to spend some time with Jerrick away from all of the girls that surround him. Its not that I mind the girls.. they're all kind, sweet.. and very flirty friends of mine. They're fun.. however, I know Jerricks time will be cut even shorter when the child comes. Need to spend some time with him before then.. Even though he doesn't think it.. he's ready to be a father. Interesting thing is.. I think I'll be putting up with Jerrick for a long long time. He hasn't aged at all.. in fact, I think he's gotten younger.

    Bumped into Clayton.. he gave me five minutes to explain before he was going to kill me.. I explained everything as best I could.. and oddly, he understood. He seems different now.. the drow having givin up chase on him. And the fact that he's marrying Dondiah. Does this mean he's growing up? Damn, it might actually start snowing in norwick soon. Things are changing for the better.

    Spent some time with Rasuil as well. He took me hunting to be his fish-bait while he collected copper. He paid me in gems. His company is nice.. I always have urges to cause him pain but he shrugs it all off, never taking it seriously. He's a good friend, even if he smells.

    On the way to the hunt we bumped into Shannon. Its strange but for as long as I've known Shannon I've never seen him laugh, smile.. show sadness or any other form of emotion. I talked with Ras of it.. we're going to see about including him in future plans. I tried a day after.. inviting him along to fish.. you know, actually fish the little swimming things out of the water. He declined though. He shouldn't have.. I think he would have had fun.

    The fishing was fun. I caught two fish! One I gave to Rith, the other I slapped Ras with. Jerrick could hardly catch the little fish he reeled in … and I thought I was bad at fishing. I was out of my armor.. to relax and enjoy the fishing, figuring.. I was going to be thrown in at some point. Fadia took the opportunity to pinch.. shes pinches too hard.

    Fadia.. now that could probably take up multiple pages. Its odd though.. I feel very protective of her since bonding with Adriell.. I mean, I protected her before.. she was one of my favorite elders back then. But now its different somehow. I'll figure it out.

    Back at norwick.. My good mood turned around.. odd how that happens so quickly.. All I wanted to do was stay hidden the rest of the day. Not have to deal with the whole problem. Fadia and Lune took me the the temple.. there Rith brought us out tea and biscuits.. and we talked.. but something was bothering Rith. Fadia spent the entire time talking with her, while I got to know Lune a little better.

    We had a nice talk, and got a little closer than we probably should have. But.. I was trying to hide. It worked for the most part.. though I didn't want to hurt Delfie.

    She isn't as strange as I thought, shes just lonely. And though she'll spend time with the others.. she mostly just wants to stay around other elves. Being the only one shes really made a friend with.. my stupid actions hurt her.

    I apologized.. and we talked. Shes not as simple as she lets on.. shes actually pretty smart. She always wants to patrol.. simply because she doesn't much like the town. Shes strong, has a level head on her shoulders and wants to do nothing but protect the forest.. I can see her possibly becoming a pack-friend. I gave her the Thunderwrath.. a powerfull double-axe givin to me by Noah Wildthorne. He told me to find capable hands for it.. and I see potential in Delfie.

    She then proved just how much energy she had by running around, alot.. high pitch squeeling so bad my ears almost hurt ... she was very happy. She forgave me.. but told me to just talk to her straight from now on. I promised.


  • That helped blow off a little anger.. Squeaks was carrying Danikas corpse inside.. some kind of dog.. or wolf got her. I'm not sure.. I told Albryanna about it.. she smirked. A former scout.. a friend, my pack sister died.. and she smirked? It pissed me off.. I'm not used to being angry.. I just vanished. Was planning on spending some quality time with the hobgoblins untill I calmed down.

    Odd how fate twists things.

    An elven girl named Delfie. She was out in the hobgoblin lands and in pretty bad shape. So instead of taking my anger out on the hobgoblins.. I just gave her some potions.. letting her train while I kept an eye on her.

    She shows promise.. practices with a staff.. dire mace.. double sword.. and a longbow. Working on double-axe. Shes also a great flanker.. just needs her skills sharpened.

    By the end of the night, she decided to be a scout recruit instead of a guard.. Locrian will get over it.


  • Glad thats all over.. Jerrick and Tindra are resting, Rith is too probably. Ras better be bathing at least. Fadia and Lune? Lune probably went for some rest. No idea on Fadia.. shes tough to read some days.

    We set out to accomplish something. And we did it… the nightmares are over, now to wait and see what becomes of what we've done. Still alot to be thought about, alot to be done. But the worst of it is done.

    I've learned a few things. Dreams can be controlled if you just will them to be. Jerrick gets pissed when you pull the bookmarks out of the books in his library. Fadia cuddles in her sleep. And Ras drinks.

    Might as well enjoy this night while I can. At least its peacefull in norwick now.. Have to be back at Jerricks first thing in the morning to dismantle my fort. Shouldn't take long.


  • Alright. I can't deny it.. I'm bored. Locked in Jerricks place since last night. They're all out and about.. I think. Tindra is probably taking a catnap upstairs so I can't make that much noise…

    I poked around, looked through a few books Jerrick has.. guy has alot of damn books. I mean theres probably more books here than in spellweavers library. But.. yeah that whole.. if you've alot to do you don't feel like doing it thing set in. I passed on all the books. Couldn't find his journal anyway.

    Helped myself to some wine.. only because I tried making tea, failing yet again. I'll get it right eventually. My tea just taste horrible... and gritty. The wine is okay ... just have to remember to put a limit like.. maybe mark on the bottle to where I'll drink and thats it? We'll see.

    Theres also alot of pillows in this place. . .

    Four couches, a blanket and fifty seven pillows make for one incredible fortress! No.. wait, that left wing needs more circle pillows on the pillar.. which are upstairs. . .

    Damn I love being sneaky. Okay now its perfect! I even made an archery tower in the center by stacking pillows atop the table!

    I've figured something out... I desperately need to learn how to pick locks. Wonder what else he has around here..


  • Some things can't be explained.. some things can't be defined by words, put on paper for others to see.. No words I know even come close.. Amazing? Wonderfull? Exciting.. scary? Incredible.. beyond comparison to anything and everything I've ever felt..

    That night, by the waterfall.. It was breath taking.. overwhealming, everything all at once. I know whats been going on with me now.. I know why I've been colapsing, why I've been so.. strange. Stranger than usual anyway. Its her.. or was it me? No.. more like, it was the both of us. It doesn't matter anymore. This feeling.. this sensation that I can't explain. It hasn't stopped since that night, and I never want it to. I know her as she knows herself. She knows me, as I know myself.

    Everything seems different, the grass feels different to my touch, the scents.. the land. Paths I once knew by heart, I still know them, but they've changed. No.. they haven't changed, I've just never seen them this way before.. Its as if, I was only seeing with one eye untill that night. I've never felt more at home.. more complete..

    Shes waking.. and with the sunlight starts a new day, a new life. I look forward to it. Adriell has become my heart and soul.. and to think.. I was once afraid of this.


  • Isn't it nice to know you're not completely insane? The past few days.. I honestly thought I was losing it. My minds been clouded.. no thats not the word.. its been frantic? Unstable? Its difficult to put down on paper..

    At seemingly random.. I can be just talking to people, and get incredibly angry.. just like that. I'm not angry at them.. I don't know why I'm angry to begin with I just know.. that I was, but I can shrug it off hopefully quick enough that they don't think I'm weird.. or weirder. The most troubling thing is.. I felt heartache, instant.. painfull heartache.. That was a bit much, I'm glad I was alone when that hit.

    My senses are also.. off. I keep smelling things that aren't there.. feeling things I'm not really touching.. I'm not sure whats going on. Oh.. I also seem to have taken up the bad habbit of.. fainting. I'm not sure why.

    Could have been the drow poison.. could be the shade bites.. maybe I was cursed or something. I did flick the menhir by the lake… and magic started to explode from it, but wasn't that the pixie? Then.. there was the giant shiney rock in the druids glenn...

    Sitting with Val and Adriell.. I told them of all I've been through.. or, well I told Val, Adriell already knew. Val seems to think, that Adriell might have accidently turned me into a walking well of power? Like a menhir only.. on legs. And that if I touch someones magical items.. I colapse, because it drains me or something.

    I tried shooting fire from my finger. It didn't work.

    Old empire devices.. whatever those are. I have to keep away from them or else I could activate them. I'm also not allowed to touch any other menhir as.. I could activate them as well. Trying to spew fire from my hands is also a no-no.. so, there goes the fun in this. She also told me not to let anyone capture me ... as I write this Adriell is asleep..clinging to my other arm.. does that count as being captured? I'm not technically allowed to move from this spot but hey I was able to manage this book out of my bag.. so thats something.

    Oh.. last night Adriell and I were visited by some spirit.. one of the long dead protectors of the rawlins. She offered us a burden.. Yngdirs bow. Binding myself to the rawlins.. my soul.. well its not like I plan on going anywhere, this is my home. But I'm already bound to this.. annoying, lazy portal sword.. which I've just recently learned is something called an Ansimble.. or something like that. The old blade chose me a long time ago.. it also pulls me against my will to other planes.. so, I can't always be in the rawlins. That spirit will have to find another for that bow.. though, I don't need Yngdirs bow to protect my home.

    I've my own bow.. my talent, my skill.. this lazy sword. More friends than almost logically possible.

    A druidess? Those Rune golems.

    And that deer over there.


  • The following night was.. fascinating.. frightening.. it was alot of many different things all formed together into one.. brief moment.

    I stumbled into the druids glenn to find Havon, Fadia and Adriell all talking to one of the druid elders. A bugbear that seemed to be on fire.. though no one seemed to mind. The elder was frantic, panicked… all about the burning man. At one time I thought him not much a threat... but now..

    How are we suposed to deal with an elemental lord?

    I ran north through the woods back to the den, gathering my books on elementals and the elemental planes.. it'll be risky, but maybe theres something I can do. Upon my return Adriell was scrying with another elder.. they all seemed panicked, afraid.. we were told to prepare. And then Adriell pulled me into the deeper part of the glenn, a place I'd never been to before.. not that I haven't tried, I once broke my nose trying to walk into that tree.

    Inside there was this.. glowing rock, nestled in a circle.. Adriell told me to come closer, then.. made it rain on me.. before stepping close to the rock. I took her hand as told.. and she pressed her other hand to the stone..

    Its diffiuclt to explain exactly what happened.. I remember feeling.. this tingling sensation from Adriells hand.. then throughout my body. She turned and looked me in the eyes.. then.. flash.. what I saw then.. fire.. lots of it, and a man. A man I know.. somehow, I know his scent, his voice, but he's not a man.. he's dangerous. The flames about him were as tall as the trees of the rawlins.. scorching everything in their wake.. the flames forced themself into the skin of this man.. it was.. sickening a disgusting form.. taking the shape of a man.

    It was risky.. but Adriell had to show me what we were up against. My thoughts and memories are still jumped from all that.. trying to sort them out is going to take some time.


  • The next day had me walking into the temple in norwick. I was still suffering from the drows poison, and could hardly feel my right arm. There were many people in there, and Leo was speaking with Adriell on.. some gem? And being defiled? I'm not entirely sure what all was going on. Caelisar healed me, and I was drug along with Ras to the rawlins. We met some pretty heavy resistance from the hobgoblins and bugbears. Whatever gem that was they stole.. they sure as hells didn't want to give it back.

    I also learned something from that trip. Even if someone has stone skin, you can still shoot them in the eyes and piss them off.

    We found the gem and returned it to the temple, along with a few other things. One of which is this gem called a jasmal. Now part of my collection.

    No rest for the weary though.. as soon as I stepped outside the temple, I was drug north by Rose, Big Ael, and Syclya. They picked on me, as I was the only one who had no horse. Along the road Rose told me we were going to the crypts in peltarch, to return something stolen from her ancestors tomb. I warned them that dragging me into crypts of an kind is asking for trouble. But despite that.. they did so anyway.

    We made it to the tomb without much difficulty. Rose suggested we could spend more time down there, after which I stated I'd rather not push my luck.. as its been running thin lately. … Darkness. The ever so constant slap on the face that lets you know you're about to go through alot of pain. Shadows attacked us.. summoned by some shade.. a powerfull shade. I've faced some dangerous shades in my time, but this one was nasty.. or maybe it was because I had to fight him alone, while the others dealt with the shadows.

    I managed to kill the thing.. only, another just as powerfull showed up. I could hardly walk, the shadows bites drained my strength worse than the drow poisons did a day earlier. It wasn't easy.. as the shadows were constantly nipping at our heels.. but we made it back to the surface. I just wanted to go home.. so I struggled to get to the boat, and colapsed.. Luckily, Squeaks and Havon were there with me.. unfortunately, they both seemed to take a habbit of pinching my butt....

    Sometimes I wonder if my demoness gets a giggle out of all this stuff I put up with.


  • The past few days have been.. well they've been something. So much has happened.. and my mind is still a little in a blurr, so lets begin with some good news… mixed with what could have been bad news.

    I was wrong. Reriana is back, shes turned away from those that would eventually crush her soul, and now she is currently my 'R.I.T'.. my ranger in training as she calls it. Its nice.. to see her happy, playing around with others, laughing and enjoying her time spent with friends.

    Unfortunately, I'm not the best of teachers. I took her to the fishman caves for training. To show her how to best take advantege of her bow and the shadows. Her usual tactics are to clank, which don't always work. The lesson was cut short, as we were ambushed by drow.. I sort of blame my luck for this. One.. two.. three.. four.. the darkness was everywhere, and I faught them off to the best of my ability. Reriana was in rough shape, so I told her to run, to get to the surface. When the fourth had fallen, I made a dash for the stairs.

    Two more followed us to the surface.. the sunrise was not far off.. they must have really wanted us dead to come out then. I tried to hold them off untill then.. only, one dropped Reriana with an arrow and the poisons quickly worked their way through her body. I was left alone, fending off two drow, poisoned heavily, could barely see.. lost alot of blood already. In a last effort, I summoned all the darkness I could, hiding myself for but a few seconds unill it faded, and the suns lights hit us. The drow had fled, both were in the same shape I was in.. hope the fish got them.

    Reriana was down, if she was breathing I couldn't tell. I worked as quickly as I could, doing what I could with the poisons not only coursing through her, but myself as well. Then the strangest thing happened.. my wounds, they just closed up on their own.. and I was able to save her. It turns out, she was praying for me the moment she fell.

    We were still in rough shape, so I decided to take her home.. to the den. Adriell met us there, and did what she could to heal us.. she spoke with Reri for a while.. Its good to see shes made a friend in Adriell. It was also good to be home.. and know that night was over.


  • Dusting off this old book and looking at the last lines I scribbled down. I can't help but laugh. Another bit of odd luck? Fate? I don't know anymore. All I know is she is back. Mostly.

    After a long night of fighting off a goblin kings army, and then killing said goblin king. Which wasn't all that easy. I plopped down on my hillside to rest. Or.. I thought I was going to rest and relax, but it started raining, as always. Thinking it better to just enjoy it, I closed my eyes and got soaked.. then I heard her voice. One thats been etched into my memory for as long as I can remember. At first I thought I was simply hearing things, hearing the voices of my past.. but when I opened my eyes to look down. There she was. My angel.. the one no one believed me about back then, save for Peppy … Oh I should probably keep her away from Peppy.

    It suprised me.. she had no idea who I was. Its almost as if, along with her wings, all her memory is gone. It hasn't been the first time I've dealt with memory loss.. though.. this will be tricky. How can you convince someone they were an angel, when they've no memory of it, and you've no proof?

    The two of us went for a walk in the woods. To talk.. and for me to show her around. Shes taken a fancy to using a greatsword. Which reminds me I should probably keep more bandeges on me for some time. We talked about the hillside, and special places.. the odd thing was she wouldn't speak about 'home' only a certain spot, by the water.. flowers blooming all around. Figured as much ... Or maybe she wouldn't talk about where she was from because I didn't talk about where I'm from ... no idea.

    As curious as I am to know what exactly happened to her.. I should focus on keeping her alive. Its a dangerous place.. and seems to get more dangerous with each day.

    Oh.. something else to note. Met two interesting people today.. I should probably keep details about them to myself. But they're most deffinately in trouble.. I'll need to speak with my elder purple later to see what else I can find out.

    Not to mention the trouble with the demons, things people keep seeing ... Sometimes I think I need a puppet or two just to keep up with everything thats going on.


  • I'm constantly reminded.. time and time again. Of how little I can actually help people.. how very little the things I do, say.. and try can alter someones thoughts. The last time nearly got my throat slit.. this time.. there really is no telling.

    Her eyes are completely closed.. and now shes completely blind. She'll never be who she once was.. who I knew her to be. Shes going to change completely.. and all I can do now is watch at what I failed to do. Shes going to do many horrible things.. live a life of pain and missery.. destroy herself, others.. innocent. Shes chosen this.. she gave up hope, gave up faith.. gave up believing that there was something better..

    She gave up on herself. And she died..

    She told me everything.. for what reason I don't know. She tried to get me to follow the path shes on.. the path that killed her.. the path that will lead to the destruction of the girl I know.

    She thought the gods had to show themself to her.. prove to her.. thats so very arrogant. Where is the faith in that? In her weakness.. one found her, one that used the weakness against her…

    So be it.

    Goodbye Reriana.

    Theres something better.. I can't say for sure what it is but I just know theres something better. I really need to speak with my angel again.