Post by Garnet on Jul 7, 2019 18:01:16 GMT -5
*faintly printed, ill-formed, oddly slanted letters. Barely readable*
Alex is returned. Beat to hell, again. Dug too far into matters and was abducted by a rival group of slavers to the one his parents participated in. He's been patched up and is healing well.
We argued the night before the tower over his absences. He left to 'give me space'... despite the subject of our argument. If absence is the cause.. furthered absence is hardly the answer. But what do I know. I tried to explain the last few weeks. The tower and the aftermath. I was horribly, selfishly glad he was not there. He could not have saved me the pain of my injuries and might have died too. I was unable to truly convey the depths of my despair over the situation, however. He said he'd not leave again, not willingly... as he's said before.. and yet *smudge of ink*
I apprised him of the Ranger's doings as well I could. New Warden, even if Sven swears it's only until someone else is ready. Alex asked why they hadn't made me the new Warden. Then made a crack about not being able to say he was "banging the boss". I attempted levity.. but I cannot. I lost a good friend. Choosing someone to lead was a confirmation of that loss. That is not something I can joke about. Anger flared and a bubble started to rise. Its a lucky thing he fell asleep then. I left him on the couch in front of the fire.
I ran for the flower. Again with the visions. Dario stalked straight up to me and gripped my face, tilting it up so I could look him in the eyes. That cruel smile, until the image wavered and broke. I was left with the feel of his fingers on my jaw. This is new. Not good. The night terrors have gained a more sinister edge since Alex's return. He cannot stay with me at night. I bloodied him the first night, caught in the vision. ..and since the episode with the Herzite that brought on such stress and exhaustion in my efforts to escape the effects.. I've no interest in anything of that nature. Little sleep coupled with the constant flares of fear and fury have exhausted me. I feel worn through. At least the Cabin is scrubbed clean.
Alex was more concerned about Xuri. She's the one what brought him back. Her hands drenched in the blood of those slavers that won't be bothering anyone again. I find myself not minding so much. That anger is pleased... pleased? *blotch of ink, as if the writer hesitated a moment* I visited her. She still had one of them. She spun a tale of souls. The possibility of pulling her back from her current form.. She wishes to remain as she is. Considering the text I found.. If it's the only way, it's a great sacrifice on the part of the living person. As affected as I am, I don't know what it would do. Not to mention losing half my soul and being bound to her for the rest of our days. One dies, the other dies. If what she says about her and Eban's souls is true, it wouldn't work anyway. It may misfire and bring Eban back instead. Or.. perhaps it would result in some mishmash of souls.. *small tear in the paper* It's nothing I can do anything about. Lack of knowledge aside from her sire's fury at her theft from him. It's a sure way to my own death.
*writing is fainter, harder to read*The messenger seems intent on following such a course, though. He visited last night. He attempted to convince me to help with changing Xuri back. Took a jab with guilt.. attempting to use the flower's help.. (a gift from the lover of my best friend) to convince me to 'save' that best friend. I gave him the book so he would understand what he asked.
As for the remnants of the tower spell.. I am not the only afflicted one. Sergio seems to be having a rough go of it. Throwing up bloody marbles. Something about his blood turning to metal. Again, the lich Harold was at the Dog, offering to help. For his 'employer'.. The Sorcerer. Apparently this is a being that trapped several of the Fist in a crystal of some sort for some time. They've had dealings with him before and cautioned me not to trust him. Trust? No, but no source of information can be left not looked into. Its an offer to find how to deal with our curse.. and possibly to find wherever Shaste and Okami are being held. If it's true. That they're not dead. Haldir had mentioned it may be true. But releasing Okami may release Shaste as well, unless we can find his phylactery first. I have yet to track Haldir down and question him.
Alex is returned. Beat to hell, again. Dug too far into matters and was abducted by a rival group of slavers to the one his parents participated in. He's been patched up and is healing well.
We argued the night before the tower over his absences. He left to 'give me space'... despite the subject of our argument. If absence is the cause.. furthered absence is hardly the answer. But what do I know. I tried to explain the last few weeks. The tower and the aftermath. I was horribly, selfishly glad he was not there. He could not have saved me the pain of my injuries and might have died too. I was unable to truly convey the depths of my despair over the situation, however. He said he'd not leave again, not willingly... as he's said before.. and yet *smudge of ink*
I apprised him of the Ranger's doings as well I could. New Warden, even if Sven swears it's only until someone else is ready. Alex asked why they hadn't made me the new Warden. Then made a crack about not being able to say he was "banging the boss". I attempted levity.. but I cannot. I lost a good friend. Choosing someone to lead was a confirmation of that loss. That is not something I can joke about. Anger flared and a bubble started to rise. Its a lucky thing he fell asleep then. I left him on the couch in front of the fire.
I ran for the flower. Again with the visions. Dario stalked straight up to me and gripped my face, tilting it up so I could look him in the eyes. That cruel smile, until the image wavered and broke. I was left with the feel of his fingers on my jaw. This is new. Not good. The night terrors have gained a more sinister edge since Alex's return. He cannot stay with me at night. I bloodied him the first night, caught in the vision. ..and since the episode with the Herzite that brought on such stress and exhaustion in my efforts to escape the effects.. I've no interest in anything of that nature. Little sleep coupled with the constant flares of fear and fury have exhausted me. I feel worn through. At least the Cabin is scrubbed clean.
Alex was more concerned about Xuri. She's the one what brought him back. Her hands drenched in the blood of those slavers that won't be bothering anyone again. I find myself not minding so much. That anger is pleased... pleased? *blotch of ink, as if the writer hesitated a moment* I visited her. She still had one of them. She spun a tale of souls. The possibility of pulling her back from her current form.. She wishes to remain as she is. Considering the text I found.. If it's the only way, it's a great sacrifice on the part of the living person. As affected as I am, I don't know what it would do. Not to mention losing half my soul and being bound to her for the rest of our days. One dies, the other dies. If what she says about her and Eban's souls is true, it wouldn't work anyway. It may misfire and bring Eban back instead. Or.. perhaps it would result in some mishmash of souls.. *small tear in the paper* It's nothing I can do anything about. Lack of knowledge aside from her sire's fury at her theft from him. It's a sure way to my own death.
*writing is fainter, harder to read*The messenger seems intent on following such a course, though. He visited last night. He attempted to convince me to help with changing Xuri back. Took a jab with guilt.. attempting to use the flower's help.. (a gift from the lover of my best friend) to convince me to 'save' that best friend. I gave him the book so he would understand what he asked.
As for the remnants of the tower spell.. I am not the only afflicted one. Sergio seems to be having a rough go of it. Throwing up bloody marbles. Something about his blood turning to metal. Again, the lich Harold was at the Dog, offering to help. For his 'employer'.. The Sorcerer. Apparently this is a being that trapped several of the Fist in a crystal of some sort for some time. They've had dealings with him before and cautioned me not to trust him. Trust? No, but no source of information can be left not looked into. Its an offer to find how to deal with our curse.. and possibly to find wherever Shaste and Okami are being held. If it's true. That they're not dead. Haldir had mentioned it may be true. But releasing Okami may release Shaste as well, unless we can find his phylactery first. I have yet to track Haldir down and question him.