3. Thoughts of a squishy scout - Thorns journal.

Thoughts of a squishy scout - Thorns journal.


  • That was very… odd. The day started off like any other. I was bored and trying to find something to do, or someone to talk to at least. Only.. I couldn't find anyone. No one at the gates, no one about Jerrick and Tindras home. I did have a nice little talk with Tojan, shes a sweet pixie. Not wanting to take up all of her time though, I made my way back to the gates.

    There I bumped into Sol. And she was having another one of her 'days' where its always raining on her no matter where she goes and life couldn't -possibly- get any worse. Against my better judgement I agreed to talk with her ... turns out, more heartache. But this time about Yuki.. I've mentioned her before.

    Sol needs to learn to 'let go' I thought she had grown up but apparently not. She left my hillside and went across to the others, which had Ronan, Rith, and Fadia.

    I didn't even get to walk up the hillside before this odd mist started to surround me. Smelt horrible.. in so much that I could hardly breath. I choked a good bit.. took a little time before anybody noticed something was wrong, besides Tindra. But then the mist was so thick and black.. I couldn't see anything, I think I colapsed.

    Woke up to the nudge of a Balor. Not just any Balor.. but 'Dad' the father of the winged demon girl that used to torment us in norwick. The same one that turned me into a statue of a chicken. Turns out, I was to marry this girl, and our wedding was to be in one hour.

    Can't much argue with Dad when he has the flaming sword out. Before he got another word out, Ronan threw tons of spells at him, and Rith charged him.. after.. trapping me with a wall of incredibly sharp blades ... she meant well.

    Rith nearly died.. Ronan nearly died, but somehow they managed to bring Dad down, and.. suposedly banish him for one hundred years ... I find that ironic as my normal 'goodbye' for my kind is 'I'll see you in the next one hundred years'.

    It was an odd day... in Jiyyd. But we escaped.. and kind of went our ways. Tindra mentioned something about naming a lion cub. Rith, Fadia and Sol went with her.. I kind of stayed back, and then vanished without them noticing.

    I miss my friends, but Sol is to damn depressing to be around.


  • I spent a little time laying shirtless on gossip rock to start the morning.. I have yet to figure out why. But I got hungry, so decided breakfast in the grapevine would be good. On my way there I noticed Squeaks standing by herself. So I spooked her.. with a squeak, which made her.. well, squeak. She was bored.. I could tell, and I have to admit, I was too. Seems I'm not the only one restless from the peace.

    I told her I could try and open a portal, that it might lead somewhere interesting. So we both walked south.. no sooner did get to the gates, I practically got slapped in the face with tension. Something bad was going on atop the tower.. I saw Jerrick, Fadia, Rith, Tindra, and Brendel. I'm not really sure what was going on, something told me to avoid it.. best to stay out of it. Call it a sixth sense.. or common sense, who knows.

    Outside the gates, I tried to use the rusty old blade… which still has no name, really should name it. It wouldn't wake up, no matter how hard I focused. Its either lazy, or needing rest.. not sure which.

    The mess atop the tower was finished.. mostly. I'm sure I'll hear what its about sometime soon. The group was seperating.. and I didn't want to get drug into it.. but luckily I was still hungry. So I went south in search of a single apple.

    Thirty three goblins, and not a single apple. Should just follow a goblin one day and see where their secret apple trees are.

    The day ended well though, I managed seven bullseyes in a row.. I wonder if that counts since I was in the den and not the targets in norwick. I'll ask Benji on it tommorow.


  • This day proved to be interesting.

    Somehow, Lea has captured the heart of a goblin hero by the name of Fitzsquee. How this happened I've no idea.. but he sent a 'candygram' by a goblin assassin to us in the woods. Quite the charmer really.. gave her flowers, a ruby … and a chocolate covered mouse.

    I've heard rumors about this goblin, he's a trouble maker, and has escaped from norwick a few times. Which makes him a hero in the eyes of the goblins. If he keeps it up though, he's likely to get himself killed. If of course he isn't dead by now anyway.. I let the messenger live and sent back a return 'gift' a peice of 'candy' that is actually an explosive. I doubt he'll fall for such a simple trick, but even so.. he'll probably get the messege.

    Had a talk with Danika, she knows I'm restless.. not to used to this whole.. peacefull times thing. She told me gnolls attacked the north, so I guess some things are still going on. She also told me I need a hobby.. and with Myrrha gone, the gems I'm collecting just pile up. Danika gave me a Paladins Heart Gem.. I almost didn't want to accept it, as these gems are incredibly special.. but she said she hasn't seen him in a long time.. Something about Danika that I didn't know.

    Cara was upset, she left the south gates and I think I was suposed to follow ... as Lea told me that I should. I tried, that is.. untill a giant tiger jumped on me and slammed me into the grass. Then drug me over to the druids petting group.. by his teeth. I tried to escape.. and was slammed against the tree by one paw. A little annoying really.. as I was trying to go see if Cara was alright. Darkness helped, but then Rith put me in a hold spell... I'm not sure what was going on with that group that day.

    I managed to get away, find Cara.. and attempted to cheer her up. Only to find out shes never had chocolate before in her life. So I drug her north, got a box.. and ... nothing, she doesn't like them. Never thought I'd see the day where someone doesn't like this stuff.. ah well.


  • And it did rain, but not for long. I spent some time down by the south gates, around the fire, talking with others. Cara is back.. its good to see her back on her feet again. She was in scale, which didn't seem to suit her, then she put on some leathers … which suited her just fine. But she needs metal skin, so I gave her a suit of half plate. And much to Rasuils dissapointment she put it on, covering her dark leathers.

    I sat with Lea by the fire, talking, or.. we tried to talk, untill Clayton and Doni walked up. Clearly he was still in trouble for the kiss the pink hair girl planted on him a few days prior. He was doing nothing but digging himself deeper in trouble, but things seemed to have calmed, that is.. untill this girl with white hair walked by and gave him a wink.

    I'm not sure exactly how, but he seems to have a nack for getting in trouble, by doing nothing at all. Reminds me of me.. only, I can at least get out of trouble when I find myself in it.

    I'm worried for Clay and Doni, she overreacts to little things, like the passing wink of a girl none of us even knew. There needs to be some bit of trust there.. I'm glad that Lea isn't that way. Shes only snapped on.. two girls. And this recent one was completely called for. The white hair winker walked back in, with her sister and another man. She was hurt, and bleeding and close enough for me to do something about it. So I healed her ... after which she thought it a good idea to tickle my ear.

    Sometimes I wonder if I should wear a helmet more often.

    I'm not sure who this white hair girl is, but she seems to be doing nothing but causing trouble. Which is probably worse knews for Clay than it is for me.. One thing is known by all within screaming range. What Doni and Clay do for fun around norwick... not so much a secret anymore.

    The suns rising.. and the druids are probably getting tired of me sitting around here. Spent the night in the glen, less of a headache than the south gates.

    Really should get a place of my own...


  • Life has been somewhat peacefull most days, with everything defeated we don't have that much giving us trouble. There is the burning man, or the burning druid, whatever he is called. He'll be dealt with soon, we'll throw him in the lake or something.

    The strangest thing about not having to fight for your life at the south gates on a daily basis, is seeing just how little you have in common with everyone else around you. How people spend their time when its relativly peacefull, and who they spend their time with.

    I have to admit, even though invited along, I feel somewhat of an intruder. Jerrick, Tindra and Rith. Close friends, alpha, sisters.. They are what they are, but when I'm with them, I can't help but feel.. a little.. Maybe I'm just overthinking things.

    Though I felt the same around the elders, Eluriel and Sy. Its an odd feeling, being pulled into a conversation on my own hillside, and then hardly understanding half of what was said. I'm not sure what Eluriel was saying. Though I felt I should leave, so I tried.. only, Sy told me to sit. So I sat … then Yuki walked up.

    Yuki is a young girl, very shy, not many friends to actually speak of, she asked me of the blooming the other day ... apparently, she thought it best to ask me about it. Difficult to explain things to her when she continues to stare at me so.. anyway, she has controll over herself.

    Untill Eluriel thought it a good idea to start pouring everyone wine. Then my elders thought it would be a brilliant idea to up and leave me there with her. I've gotten out of worse situations.. still, that was annoying.

    Tommorow is another day though. Looks to be a rainy one, but thats normal.


  • Some things never change. It wasn't Elridith that returned next.. no, it was Nicahh. Shes still just as I remember her, she hasn't changed at all, and… how quickly she gets surrounded by others has not changed. Her first day back, I wasn't able to even speak with her for all the others swarming her. The second day, I was about to steal her away for a walk, when Dwin pulled me into the hall for a 'talk'. When I was finished there, I kidnapped her away from Locrian, and we walked north to sam.. giant hole in the ground. No sooner did we settle down by one of the large trees there, we were interupted by a member of the sisterhood.

    I shouldn't be suprised. It was always like this. Since the first day she started training me with kamas, untill I saw her last. Shes always been busy, and will possibly always be busy. Its not that I -need- to speak with her. I'm no longer a struggling student in need of her guidance. But I would like to eventually walk with her, if not just to catch up with how things have been.

    And how things have been...

    Rith will be leaving soon. I don't like that idea. She was in tears on the tower because of it, because she -has- to go. For her duty. The price she pays is to high.. no one should have to go through what shes been pushing herself through. I'd rather her stay.. she could- no she would be happy here, I'm sure. If only she stayed.

    Yngdir has fallen, and with each day that passes.. I'm beggining to lose hope that his soul will return. La'ali seems alright now, though I do worry for her. Though, I shouldn't worry so much everytime she goes outside the gates alone, shes a grown woman and can take care of herself.. despite that one time with the badger...

    Another thing that has not changed. I do -not- drink ... I shouldn't let Jerrick talk me into things like that. But Eluriel was there, Ducky, Rith and Tindra. I even took lengths to avoid the stronger stuff they had ... ah well.

    Really should do something with this day...


  • Peace.. very rarely do we ever get to experience it. And it often leaves us when we take it for granted.

    We have earned this peace, and though it is fleeting, I will enjoy it while I have it.

    A demi-god.. the daughter of Urdlen and Shar. We killed it.
    Scythonhalingfel.. a dracolich of incredible power. We killed it.
    The Hungry One.. a powerfull being that.. I don't know much about. Killed.
    Windego … well we killed it too. Why not we were there anyway..

    I'm not sure the details on everything. I'll ask someone later, or something. All I know, is I don't want to see another gate attack.. for at least two days. Lea needs her rest.. and to be honest I need my rest too.

    I'm still not sure what to think of Ridian.. or Aelfin as he calls himself thinks he can teach her. Specially with what she has just gone through with me.. its just.. its a thought after I've had some rest.

    A while back.. Calia came back into my life. Shortly following, Ridian, and my brother Briar did as well. The next day.. Lucidious bumped into me. I joked, and said.. if Eluriel shows up, I'll be speachless. And now Eluriel is here, along with Meril. Next on my list of people from my past would be Elridith.. we'll see.


  • I'm concerned. Its coming up.. the final battle against the dracolich. We'll need all the help we can get. Every sword, every bow, every single healer we can find and every caster with skill. And despite that, everyone seems to be arguing and fighting. It needs to stop.. Rith assures me that everything will be fine, that everyone will band together when the time comes. Can only hope shes right.

    People are also on edge. Wren, Havon, Cara, La'ali.. even Yngdir. They want me to take my old sword, and throw it in a chasm. They want me to destroy the helmet Emma gave me so I could speak with her when I need help. They shouldn't have said those things when I had the helm on.. Emma may be a spirit but shes a seven year old girl. And that scared her.

    I'm not getting rid of either. They're not some evil things trying to cause me harm. Emma helps anytime she can. The sword saves my life constantly, and allows me to help others when needed. They're scared of the sword because they don't understand it. To be honest I don't understand it either.. my controll over what it does might have improved somewhat, but it suprises me with something new each day. I swear the other night it felt like the blade itself had a heart beating within it.

    Why do I feel like its done that before..?

    Adriell is angry, and the other druids seem to be upset with Jerrick over the actions he's taken. I can calm Adri-Bear.. the others, well they can calm themself. Shes taking a long soak in the den as I write this, it will help to relax her. And she really needed some time to relax.

    Should make the most of the time I have left..


  • Things have calmed now, well as calm as they'll possibly ever get. No more shades, no more shadows… we actually seem to have gotten past that. About time.

    Sol has finally snapped out of her moping about, the crying, the curling up and twitching whenever I'm with Lea. It was enough to make me want to open up a portal to a pocket plane, and take Lea with me. Just so we could have some time away from Sol. She claims shes getting better, claims shes moving on. I'll believe it when I see it.

    Speaking of, something seemed to have pissed my sword off. Heat.. lots of heat, and then fire. Burnt through the leather and cloth, and nearly melted the skin of my hand onto the hilt when I held the blade. Fire was surrounding the rusted edge, with enough head to force me to hold it away. It eventually calmed, and went back to sleep.. not sure what made it angry, but now I know it can be angry.

    Had an interesting talk with Val just now.. about many things. She is by far my favorite bard, talking with her just comes easy. We spoke of the dracolich and the coming battle. Its close.. we don't have long. She told me there was a way for me to defeat it. There is a plane of possitive energy. She stated, this was where all the healers pull their healing from. And if I could but open a portal to this plane above the dracolich, it would kill him instantly.

    Getting above him is no problem. These boots I have allow me to jump incredibly high.. off walls.. they really are amazing. The problem is getting the blade to work, and then opening the right portal to the right plane.. its all complicated.


  • With Emma guiding me, I told the others to check behind the waterfall, and we stormed the hill, fighting off shade after shade that appeared from the earth. I hate shades.. they use your worst fear against you.

    Ronan, Jerrick and Ducky started to dig into the grounds.. digging deep, really deep. Into caverns I've not expored before.. these lands never cease to amaze me.

    Deep underground we were assaulted by more shades and shadows.. I lost track of how far we went.. how many we killed.. we pushed through so many rooms.. people yelling for help, rushing back to retreat to a healer, rushing forward to help the front lines. Arrows were flying overhead, hitting shadows on the walls..

    More often than not, I lost controll of myself.. and ran for my life … I remember being wrapped in Jerricks arms once when I came to. Considering the two of us snapped out of it at the same time ... we both laughed and moved on.

    The last of the caverns were nothing to laugh about.. it was a death trap. We were attacked from all sides, by shades, powerfull shadows.. Our group was split into many directions. Many fell.. I came close.. very close. All that could stand and fight pushed on to the necromancers cave.. a short distance away. My vision was blurry.. the blood lose had me dizzy.. the shadow bites made my left arm all but useless. I stumbled around... and then I saw her.

    Lea.. laying in the corner, propped up against the cavern wall, her arms out beside her.. bow in one hand.. blessed arrow, held in the other. She sat there.. gashes blood covering her... she didn't move. I forced myself to get to her.. ignoring the pain.. the trail of my own blood I was leaving.. I was getting to her.. even if it killed me. She was still alive.. but just barely, with just enough blood left for me to save her... it was close, but when she opened her eyes and took in a breath.. I knew she'd be alright. Lea.. you're stronger than you know.

    I was able to save Father Raldi as well.. but.. I couldn't save Sol, she was to far gone.. her body was cold. I couldn't get to her in time. The front line and the others returned.. having dealt with the necromancer. They took Sols body and started to leave.

    I colapsed.

    The rest is a blurr.. stumbling down the caverns.. back to the entrance. I can't remember much of it.. could hardly call me alive at that point. Untill.. Quelcoth. He healed me, completely. My body didn't ache from anything.. my strength returned. I was.. as I was before I entered these caverns.

    Sol is back with us now.. she'll be fine. Though she'll probably wonder where I vanished to for a few days.

    I needed a small break away from those south gates.. away from all the trouble. Two or three days in peltarch with Lea.. then we'll be back down south, ready for whatever else norwick throws at us.


  • Its amazing what a person can do when they have to.. When you've no one to defend you but yourself, no one to help you fight your battles but yourself..

    I've written about the little girl with glowing green eyes before.. I just recently solved any mystery behind her. A few nights ago outside the south gates, shortly after sunset.. before the creepy fog rolled in, before the shades and shadows attacked us yet again. Emma walked up.. and just about put everyone on edge again. She has glowing green eyes, and when we first met she put me on edge too.. so I couldn't blame them.

    She pulled me away from the group of gate defenders to talk, she was scared.. and she needed my help. She asked me to come with her.. and I was, but not alone.. my friends at the gate would never have let me. Emma said she could bring one other, but that was it. I turned and looked towards the gates, and damn near everyone raised their hand or said they would go. Even Quelcoth … my banite buddy? But it was Doni.. an old friend of mine just recently returned that came with me. Emma pulled us away from the crowd.. and our eyes began to glow green, just like hers.. I glanced over to the gates, and they were under attack by shadows.. again.

    I blinked. And I was no longer at the south gates. But in a desert, nothing but rocks and sand as far as I could see. It was just the three of us.. but what shocked me was, I heard Emma speak. I almost thought it was her speaking in my mind.. untill I saw that Doni heard her too. She never spoke before.. she couldn't, at least.. not back home.

    She told us to ask our questions, and we did.. Her name is Emma, the blue eye'd boys name is Tommy. She was not alive.. but then again, not dead. Its.. horrible, what she went through.. how she became what she is..

    She lived in norwick.. had a mother.. many friends, Tommy being one of them. Used to have many friends.. she said, but.. he took them all. A man.. no, a monster is what I'd call him. A monster living out in the rawlins.. took her friends.. took her mother.. and took her. The things he did to them.. I stopped her from saying.. Anything that could make a child of seven years old.. welcome death, she should never have to relive.

    All she could do was hold onto me.. crying, green tears streaming down her face. And for the longest moment.. all I could do was hold her there. I couldn't tell her everything was going to be alright.. I couldn't say anything.. but after a while, she calmed down.. and told us why she brought us here.

    The monster that killed her.. wouldn't in death let her go, he took his own life, following her in spirit. Keeping her from rest, from moving on. She said he'd get angry if she was gone long... and then there he was, a monster.. in the shape of a man, with glowing red eyes. He knew right away why Emma brought us here.. and he was angry. He was angry.. and I was pissed. His body started to change shape.. I thought.. if anything, my kamas could kill him.. untill I saw what he became. A Herzou.. fitting.

    My sword woke up, much like it did with the dragon.. holding the awakened sword out to the best.. he backed away, scared off the blade. I was still pissed.. he wasn't going to escape. I charged forward, taking a slash across its chest, the blade screeching as it cut through the demons hide, forcing it back against a rock. Despite the power of my blade.. it still only had a squishy elf weilding it. Doni was trying her best to help.. but her arrows seemed to just bounce off..

    It was just me.

    The Herzou faught back, slashing me, tossing me back into the sands.. I wasn't giving up. For what he did to Emma.. he deserved this. I pressed on the attack.. the sands about my feet were mixing with my blood and his.. I managed to knock the monster off his feet and stabbed into its chest with the blade. No sooner did the beast fall.. the mans spirit, the one with glowing red eyes rose from its corpse.. begging for his life.. backing up to the rock.. terrified.. begging for mercy.

    I almost feel bad.. I didn't mean to cut the rock behind him in half as well. The rock didn't deserve that.

    I was tired.. bloody.. the sands about me coated in much of my own.. my sword, was also tired. It went back to sleep.. turning into the rusted blade I know. I was ready to colapse.. and I would have, but Emma ran up and wouldn't let me go.. it was hard enough to breath, and her hug made it more difficult.. but I managed.

    She thanked us both.. and said she could finally rest. She also gave me a gift.. a helmet of sorts. She told me, that whenever I need her help, call on her.. and she can speak to me, let me see what she sees. She said our thoughts and eyes would become one, whenever I put the helmet on.

    It works.. I can talk to her, and hear her thoughts. She was a great help in locating the black onyx behind the grapevine atop the hill. If it wasn't for her.. we probably never would have found that cave..

    Next page..


  • It woke up.. The sword finally decided to wake up.

    There was something outside the gates one day, a large, dragon… wyvern like thing, I'm still not sure what it was. There wasn't many of us there. Ras, Havon, Lea.. myself and one or two others. Not the best for defending the gates.. we needed more heavily armored men in metal shells. But even so, we set out to see what the thing was.. or what it was doing.

    We didn't have to get very close, it had good eyes on it, and as soon as we could see it far off in the distance, it could see us. Spreading its wings out and roaring, it began charging us. We scattered, sending arrows that just bounced off its hide. Ras took north, I stayed on the road, and Lea took east.. it went after Lea. I bounced another arrow off the back of its head, as it turned towards me, I slide my kamas out. I was killing this thing.. it wasn't going to hurt her.

    The beast was massive, fast.. its claws were sharp, teeth, sharper. It was all I could do to keep up. The kamas did nothing but leave small scratched in its hide, where as its claws brought a great deal of blood from me. They were trying to help.. but arrows just bounced off.. and no one joined me to help take down the beast up close.. that is, untill the sword decided.. it was time to help.

    Shealthed on my belt, I felt the sword awaken.. at first I feared it was going to try and open a portal, and it wasn't the most convenient time for a portal.. but I drew the blade anyway. In a blink the sword changed.. it went from being the old.. rusted blade I've always carried. To an incredibly beautifull sword. With enough power enough to send a shiver from my hands, all the way up my arms and through my body. I knew one thing for certain, it was time to kill the beast.

    The sword made quick work of that, one.. two maybe three slashes was all it took, and this monster I was strugglng to scratch, fell dead at night feet. No sooner was the beast slain.. the sword went back to being its normal self. Everything would have been fine.. but Ras decided to tempt fate. A large wyvern flew down from the sky, and stung me... its posion was nasty.. as I can barely remember killing the thing.. most everything is a blurr.. though I do remember Lea.. she, she nearly carried me. All the way to the healers.

    There she stayed with me, treating my wounds.. never leaving my side as I rested. Aaleyah.. shes, shes something else. I don't care if the others doubt it.. I've no doubt at all.


  • The next night the sword was once again needed.

    Everyone was gathered outside the south gates, talking casually about the recent events. Joking.. laughing, everyone seemed in good spirits. Even Yngdir, as he was surrounded by a circle of people. He wasn't speaking but I bet he enjoyed the company.

    I sat with them, and no sooner did I find my seat, the little girl showed up, peering at me from behind a tree. See I've this friend.. though I don't know her name, or what she is exactly. I believe.. shes some form of ghost, or spirit. She appears in the form of a little girl, roughly between the ages of seven and ten. Curly blonde hair, and glowing green eyes. The first night I ran into her, I was somewhat frightened of her. She never spoke, and she could see everything. I don't like it when I'm seen and I was trying not to be.

    The second night, she appeared after a bugbear attack against the south gates. Celad had falled, Pugor too. She somehow brought Celad back.. no diamond.. no prayer.. it only took her to touch my hand for a split second, and I felt.. its difficult to explain. She helped, she brought both Celad and Pugor back this way. Then she vanished.

    This night was different, she didn't have the smile on her face that she normally carried. Something was wrong. She pulled me away from the others so we could talk. Though the conversation was.. odd. She reached up and took my head in her hands. And with an instant, my eyes began.. to glow, just like hers. Again.. I couldn't begin to describe how that felt. But what I saw shocked me.. I was no longer seeing the little girl before me, or the south gate and people around me. I was seeing.. her thoughts. A young boy her age, with glowing blue eyes, trapped.. within a crystal. Held captive deep within a fortress, surrounded by a small army of soldiers and cultists. She was asking for my help, though.. alone I had no chance.

    I'm greatfull, for the many friends I have. I only needed to ask, and everyone gathered took up arms to help me in this. My friends are great.

    My blade began to hum, shaking.. it also wanted to go. Again I saw but a thread of light in front of me, so I quickly cut open the portal. Giving everyone one last warning of what was awaiting us on the other side, I jumped through.

    We faught, and it was difficult, highly trained soldiers started pouring down from every direction of this fortress, swarming us. Some of us, myself included, came very close to death. Making our way through the corpses, we searched the fortress, finding a way inside. Inside we found more soldiers.. and, creatures holding odd gems, one a blue gem, and one an orange gem. We found the use for them later.. when we found the boy. He was trapped in this large crystal.. and guarded by two statues, one orange, and one blue. When touched with their matching gem, they came to life, and… attacked us. We smashed them both to bits.

    The crystal encasing the boy melted away. From the expression on his face, he seemed.. confused as to what exactly was going on. Luckily, I had two greenstones from the gem collecting I'm currently doing for Myrrha. I held the gems up to my eyes, and the boy smiled, seeming to understand completely. He then vanished.. it was time to go home.

    Another thread of light, another swipe of my blade, and we were all safely home.

    That, is all the information I have on this special blade, written within the past few pages. The more I use the blade.. the more I understand it. I hope to one day master this blade, but we'll see.


  • Recently, things have happened that required my sword to work, there was no question that it needed to work, as there was no other option for us to chose from.

    Benji, a good friend of mine, was turned to stone by a demon, and taken to the abyss. Its suprising, how quickly your friends rally together to help you when you need it most. And Benji had that of a small army. The people gathered, we prepared to set out into the depths of the abyss, ready to face death itself to save Benji from this demon… and all I had to do, was get this sword to work.. for once.

    I'm not sure how, though I don't want to question it. The sword had linked with my mind in the past, showing me images of places to go where a portal could be opened. Perhaps it felt the need, the desire to go.. I'm not sure. All I know is.. I could see a tiny thread of light in front of me, the sword humming, shaking in my hands. It didn't take long for the sword once again to take controll, though for this, I was acting with it, instead of against it.

    The abyss was a horrible place, the air hurt to breath from the heat. Demons all about.. succubi ... why does it always have to be succubi? Had no problem at all, being a better archer than them. Considering I had almost ten or fifteen more bows at my back, we gave the demons a little a little rainfall of arrows.

    We struggled making our way through the abyss, fighting off demon after demon, untill we found a building leading further underground. Deep within.. as far down as we could possibly go, we found him. Benji, shoved away in a small corner of the room, a statue. The demon standing before him was massive ... and also a male-female-thing. Of which I'm not sure, she.. he ... it was quite taken with me. Her little.. toy, a small hin in leathers far to tight, seemed to hate me for that fact. After talking, which led nowhere, the demon attacked us.. and the hin, vanished into nothing... a usefull trick. We took the demon down, swarmed it, filling it full of arrows, doing our best to hack away at its thick hide. I even jumped into the battle and gave my kamas a taste.

    Seeing his master fall, the little shadowing hin fled.. I've a feeling he won't last so long in the abyss alone. We turned Benji back to his normal self. And it was time for us to go home ... I was sick of the abyss.

    Again I saw a small thread of light, and again without hesitation I struck at it with the sword. It felt good to be home.


  • Trying to remember exactly which portals lead to which planes is proving difficult, as its been many years. For the life of me I can't much remember.. though I will write what I can.

    After we stepped through our first portal, we realized two things.. One, Adlanial had lost most of his memory. And miss Sparrow, was nowhere to be found. We searched the plane for her, for any sign of her, where she could have been. But all we found was a strange feather. A magical feather, that when Adlanial touched, restored a small portion of his memory. We called these feathers, memory feathers.

    No sooner did we find our first memory feather, the sword decided it was time to go home. It forced me to open a portal, and brought us all back to Narfell safely.

    The following days revolved around the sword acting up and carrying me where ever it wanted to go, showing me images in my mind to where a portal could be opened. And then forcing me to cut open a portal whenever I found the place it wanted to be. Once it brought me to a pocket plane, where I found the corpse of a man, with nothing much on him but a book bag filled with books on the planes. All of which I still have.

    Another time I was brought to a pocket plane, a small plane of.. nothing. Where I met the strangest person. An elf my height.. my weight.. that sounded like me. And also had a sword, just like the one in my hands. He had complete mastery over the sword, and mocked me, saying I was a dissapointment, then told me to learn to weild it.

    The only real progress I made in learning to use the sword happened in an underground cavern. The pack was surrounded by undead, the slow, fleshy kind that arrows don't even budge. After filling a walking corpse with ten arrows, not slowing it down in the least. I pulled the blade out and asked if it would help. No sooner did I ask, the blade began to hum, and glow.. this bright yellow color. It was hungry for battle, I could feel it wanting to strike down the undead about us. One touch of the blade caused the undead to turn to ash.

    The last thing I remember of the sword ever acting up on its own was the frozen castle. We had found enough memory feathers in our travel to restore most, if not all of Adlanials memory. We searched this castle for one more, the last remaining bits that were missing. Our search led us to the throne room. Where an ice queen sat frozen in a throne, with an ice king standing in front of her. The king turned to us as we entered, and begged our help freeing his queen from her frozen state. Then demanded the feathers to restore her. We would have gladly helped, but Adlanial had used them to restore his memory. Once told that, the king snapped, and said he would just take them from us. It was not an easy fight.. for a king made of ice, he was difficult to take down. No sooner did we defeat him, he cracked, and fell to the floor, shattering in hundred of peices of ice. The ice queen, sat in a frozen state watching her king fall, also shattered in place, leaving behind nothing but a purple gem.

    The gem, which I soon found out held the ice queens soul, is very powerfull. It held enough power, that at the time, Ronan made me promise to keep it away from him. The gem is strange, as when I look at it, I can't help but feel that the soul on the inside.. is looking back. To this day I still have the gem with me, and to this day it still holds its creepy stare.

    We restored all of Adlanials memory…

    We never found Miss Sparrow...

    And the sword has stayed quiet... untill just a few days ago.


  • The sword seems to be active.. somewhat. Its been years since this blade has actually done anything. And as far back as I can remember, from when I first found the blade. No one could find anything on it. Merril, Zyphlin.. neither of them could, and they knew just about everything.

    Its been a long time, but I'll write down all I know on it here.. for just in case some other finds this blade, they'll at least know what I know. If of course they bother to read over this book. Anyway..

    It all started one day in the den, Tala called the pack together, of the ones I can recall.. Arandor, Star.. and of course Adlanial. We gathered together.. shared tea, and were then introduced to a young woman by the name of Sparrow. She was looking for.. something, something important, though I can't recall what exactly it was. But she needed our help, so we set out east, along the long road past Jiyyd. We made our way deep within the Mintas.. really deep within.. there we found an old set of ruins which still seemed to be intact. Deep within these ruins, was.. an artifact? Something of the sort, and that was what Miss Sparrow was looking for. Another group was also searching for the same thing.. and if memory serves, they had beaten us to it, and took it.

    Defeated, deep within these ruins, everyone began to look around at markings on the wall, anything and everything that stuck out as odd to them or miss Sparrow they searched. Leaving me by what looked like an old stone altar, covered in dust. Also covered in dust.. was this blade. What appeared to be an old rusty longsword, covered in dust, untouched for years. It was no wonder Star overlooked it, she was normally the first one to grab anything and everything that looked special.. or shiney, but as it was, it looked worthless.

    I took the blade, swiped the dust off and looked it over. Strangely enough, when I did I began to glow this.. blue color. The sword began to hum and tickled my hand with a magical vibration. It felt.. weird. Everyone was looking to me then, as I was now.. doing something interesting. On the other side of the room, Adlanial was also glowing, just as I was. Curious as I was, I couldn't much do anything to figure out what was going on … as I started walking towards the wall without actually forcing myself to walk. Unable to controll my body, or even fight against it, I took the blade and struck into the wall itself. Cutting.. not the wall, or the earth behind it, but cutting a tear.. a rift, into the plane itself.

    More later..


  • Ever have one of those days where it feels like you've been through hell?

    Was a quiet and peacefull night, Albry needed a break from everything so she went for a walk. When I decided to follow … so did the rest of the militia. A good cover of darkness made her escape easy.. and mine quickly following. We talked for the longest time, pretty much all night. The stress of all the responsabilities does get to her, she just doesn't want to let it show in front of everyone. Shes a leader, she has to be a strong symbal for others to look up to. Part of me wishes she would take a vacation.. or at least get more than five hours of sleep a night.

    Our talk lasted througout the night outside of Jerricks home. We were interupted shortly after sunrise by Dom and Danika.. which, Albry took as a prime opportunity to embaress me.

    Benji had been kidnapped and taken to the abyss. Val wanted me to use my old portal sword to cut open a plane to the abyss itself. I've never actually -controlled- that blade. Its always controlled me, forcing me to cut open portals to.. anywhere it wants. Ara used his magic to tell me best where to open the portal.. and just like that, the sword seemed to react, like a key to a door. So.. I opened a portal to the first layer of the abyss, right outside norwicks south gates. Pretty sure I'm breaking some sort of law there.

    Inside was terrible, the air was so hot that breathing hurt. Didn't help the fact that I'm always so bundled up for life about Narfell.. Not only was the very place horrible, but what we found in there was worse. Succubi ... I hate succubi.. specially the 'playfull' ones. To add to those.. Vrock, and Herzou.. and Demonic spiders of.. well they were really big spiders.

    I wish Crux hadn't have jumped through the portal, it was hard enough trying to keep an eye on everyone else. She wasn't ready for a trip like this.. Not many in our group were.

    We found Benji.. he was being used as a 'toy rack' by this strange giant demon and her 'boy-toy'. The demon took a liking to me, and the hin.. thing did not. He reminded me of Gears.. fading away into nothing, and showing up somewhere else. Gears was better at it though. The demon was tough, for an interior deccorator anyway. But he.. she?Is dead now. And her little archer was pissed. I'll probably have to deal with him.. if he ever finds his way out of the abyss.

    Benji is safe and back in the arms of Talyna. Where he better stay for a very long time after what we just went through to get him there.

    Crux, Clay, and Danika are all resting, they needed it.. and they've earned it. Albry is getting some rest as well, about time.. even she needs her sleep. As for me.. I'm up polishing this portal sword, the armor is next.. I've now, a very old suit of elven armor. The armor itself seems always covered in some type of frost.. I'll have to show it to Sy.. he's the oldest elf I know, he could probably tell me more about it.


  • Once again.. I've went days without writing anything here and alot has happened.

    Tindra, we had a talk recently, about something incredinly important. Which.. unfortunately was interupted by Caelian, and then again later by Crux. I'll write down my own secrets here no problem, but not others. Not something this personal. I fear I may lose Tindra, or rather.. the Tindra I know right now. I hope that doesn't happen. I'll need to talk to her again.. probably in a more secluded spot.

    Speaking of, she got a letter from Feather recently, shes doing well.. I think.

    Jerrick is finally back, about time too. One of the first things he did was fix one of the messes we've made. Despite what Caelian says, we do need him. Maybe not for everything, but for some things. I've a vail of blood and.. ooze I have to give to him. Its from the bear in the cave south of the lake..

    The animal was deseased, one of the many in the rawlins these days. Crux went out to the cave alone, without word to anyone. Onyx and I followed. We talked a little while she mined, going after tin.. which she seems to be getting better at working lately. The noise brought the bear in, Onyx and I couldn't calm it, as it tried to rush us, swiping weakly at us. It wasn't long for this life, in the shape it was in. We had to bring it down. I tried my best to save its life.. but the fight, and its condition.. there was nothing I could do. Onyx and I struggled.. but we managed to take the poor bear outside and give it a proper burial … where as Crux just, went back to mining. This.. suprised me.

    Anyway.. what else..

    Ronan, I've asked him about this soulgem I've carried for years. He says he most deffinately can enchant -something- with it. Though what.. he couldn't say. Its strange how long I've had this gem.. also strange how it feels like you're being stared at when you look at it. But Ronan remembers it, upon me showing it to him he got a rush of memories.. which he seemed to enjoy. I'm not sure how enchanting works, but I'm curious as to what could be done with a gem this powerfull.

    Thats all I'll write for now, I've got to go find ~Lady~ Albryanna.


  • Things I've learned over the past few days.

    Puppets are annoying. I've someone, a puppet master, sending puppet versions of me, Albry.. children. They're tough.. magical, and the worst part is they never shut up. Mine tried to act like me, fool everyone it was me. It slipped. Ever since then the puppet master has sent stronger more dangerous puppets after me. Its as if the creator of these puppets just wants to make me angry.. threatening Crux. I know she can handle herself if a puppet found her, but that just pissed me off.

    In total.. six puppets sent, six puppets destroyed.

    Another thing I've learned, the copies of people, they really are very much like the original. Its going to be difficult to tell the original apart from the copy. But theres something there, some small thing.. something I'll find. I need to figure it out soon. Troff can't take much more of this.

    Things seem to be falling apart without Jerrick here. He needs to hurry up and get back. I'm not sure how long Ducky will stay out of trouble without him here to keep him out of it.

    Eli has left me with multiple messes to clean up.. I haven't been able to bring myself to tell Caelian shes gone.. really should just get that over with.

    Myrrha has a softer heart than I ever thought she did. Glad for that, hope she never changes.

    Clay needs lessons on climbing trees.

    Albry -loves- the blue Lingerie.

    I'll write more, but I'm tired.


  • I just had to do one of the most difficult things in my life..

    These past few days I've heard close friends say nothing but bad things on Elis behavior.. she was getting out of controll with the pixie dust. I had to do something.. It wasn't easy.

    Albry and I confronted her about it in the barracks office behind a locked door. We tried talking to her on it, but she wouldn't listen, everything we said went in one elfy ear and our the other. She didn't seem to care of our concerns, or what she was doing to her friends.. or her family. Even going so far as to try and lie to the two of us, just to get out. She was convincing enough to fool Albry.. But I changed into a pixie just to prove my point. She has a problem. And it shows.. she snapped, trying to get dust off me, Albry tackled her, she struggled.. got slammed against the floor and held by Albry. We tied her up.. and did what we had to. Drag her, kicking and screaming to a cell..

    Shes locked up now.. no visitors. At first, she was kicking, and screaming.. Abry turned to leave the cell, motioning me to follow. Eli met me face to face at the bars, her eyes red, tears running down her face.. it.. I couldn't.. I had to get away from the cell.

    For about an hour, she screamed.. and for about an hour I stood in the locker room, re-aranging my locker. Trying to keep my mind off things.. anything so I wouldn't rush in there to my little sisters aid. I have to keep reminding myself.. this is for her own good. At least shes settled down now.. She just sort of sits there in the corner of the cell, curled up in the corner.. she looked up at me once, and I know shes in pain. It has to be difficult.. having to drop something like that so fast, so sudden.

    To make matters worse.. I was the one to have to tell Caelian about what was going on.. he was pissed, but he understood. I couldn't go with him and tell the kids why their mother wouldn't be around for a while.. why she wouldn't be there to tuck them in at night. I'm sorry Caelian..

    The one thing keeping me from breaking down at this point is Crux.. shes hardly left my side since all of this began.