A black leatherbound journal with a crimson-red ribbon.

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Outrageous! Just pure outrageous! So I spend a huuuuuge amount of doubloons on this fricking journal and what is nearly even worse is - I ain't even sure, I'll have the patience to continue to scribble in it! Talk about a fricking impulse shoppin' spree - Buying both a expensive journal and a the most adorable little silver ink house and feathers to scribble with, when I am trying to save up!
Admittedly, I love the new journal - The scent of the parchment within and the scent of the brand new leather and then the crimson coloured ribbon, that I can tuck in between the pages, IF I actually get off my arse and continue this scribbling. Heee, come to think about it -  the ramblings here is least a good start! 


Right, let's get started then!

So yesterday the rumours about a tavern near the Hedge Maze and a rune for the place at the Knights Rest near Yews Moongate reached me at the Dog in Britain and being terrible curious (as always) I decided to stop by to get a sneak-peek at the place, before the owner opening the doors. 
To my surprise, Garnet - a hardworking lass cable of swinging an hatchet had finally chopped so many logs, that she have been able to build a beautiful log cabin. I sat down on the fallen log, inhaled the scent of the lilies at the porch with a smile and glanced over at the large willow tree and looked around at the surroundings. A beautiful place, indeed and even though, it is so close to the Hedge Maze you can't hear the roaring daemons that are trapped within that horrid place. 
The inside was also pretty impressive, I mean as I walked inside - to the left a table with beautiful carved backs and on the right the bar all kept with blue and a really long and beautiful carpet. There were two fireplaces with a polar bear rug, and some cosy chairs around and beautiful sofas all kept in the nuances of blue. 

However before seeing the inside of the cabin, I bumped into Nick who apparently was just as curious as myself - and what a grumpy git he can be! Almost as grumpy as Fargus when going into a discussion about spellcasters. But when I think of the little banter we had outside - Him accusing me of being a perv and peeker or whatever it was he called me and me calling him a theif as it looked like he was trying to force the door open in search for Garnet or the ales. Guess the lad there got thirsty of all the  bantering with me! At some point though, the grumpy-fart actually kicked me at my shin - and it have left a pretty dark bruise and a heavy personal reminder. Our banter - that on my behalf was just friendly, made Alyssia show up and I think, she had a bit of a chuckle, overhearing our ramblings. 

Soon after Garnet appeared and Aly myself and Nick were the first to arrive and I went straight down to the shelfs and looked at the diffrent things Garnet had put on them. Shortly after I sat down, at the cosy chair near the fireplace to the left, Dagda arrived and then I totally lost track on who arrived, as the place got really crowded and I think Garnet had a busy evening slinging drinks across the bar and babbling with the guests.

Later on the evening, I spotted Edgar and told him to scoot over and we sat down and talked a little back and forth, before Edgar excused himself - I guess, he needed an early evening after he moving his belongings and stuff to a new house near Trinsic. The whole thing about those socialists, that seems to stay in Trinsic these days, seems to concern him a lot - and when he speaks about it, it sounds like that he is truly concerned about the City of Honour. He seemed a tad concerned, that Blackthorn ain't doing anything about it and mentioned, that it would never have happened under the White Castles rule, as it's high treason and it would have been smacked down hard on. 

All that babble about that White Castle actually makes me smile a little and think of one of the first days, that I met Edgar. Edgar have been around from the days where he and some others actually defended the gates to that Castle. When he returned, he gave me a tour at the White Castle and even though, one of Dagda's friends already had showed me the different areas of that Castle - I just didn't have the heart to tell him that I already had seen it, because the way it spoke about those days it really seemed like it saddened him a bit - and I believe he misses those days a bit. 
So - With me being fond of the Blackthorn and that huge Castle - I showed him around at Castle Blackthorn and I even showed him, what I find most impressive in the entire castle! The beautiful carved chess pieces! Oh what I wouldn't give for a set of those! I also showed him some parts of the dungeon below it, but I am also aware, that I ain't equipped or strong enough to like explore the more dangerous areas of that place - But I'll get there!


Anyways back to the Cabin! As the evening continued and some people headed home - I all the sudden was surrounded by two girls that seemed to wanna give me a lick - Like seriously, whaaaaaaaat the fark?! Me being me, I bluntly blurred out that it would be totally inappropriate, that I swung a leg up on the table! Apparently, that was their way of showing/getting trust.. Which I find very...very… very disturbing, I mean seriously! What are they? Dogs in disguises? That sure made me a tad confused aaaaaaaanyways - If I look away from the last bit of the entry - I had an enjoyable evening, with fine ale and overall friendly and good company.  


More laters - Got a cramp in my hand already with all this scribbling! 





 














 

[sioned]

Ha! I ain't sick and tired of scribbling yet! This bodes well! 

So yesterday - I had the most abruptly awakening, like ever!
I had slept for quite a long time and when I realised what time it was, I also realised that I was being late for that sermon that Enoch was holding! I more, or less leaped out of my bed with a panicked scream, grabbed an apple from the bag, that I had dropped right next to the pile of my armor, beside my bunk and while holding the apple between my teeth, I began quickly to search for the studded armor, meaning the studded shorts, and sleeves went everywhere in that darned room! By all the flappin' creatures in the entire world of Britannia - It must have looked terrible comic - I mean, me - Jumping around in my room on one leg trying to both keep the balance and trying to get into that darned piece of studded armor, getting tangled and sticking the foot into the wrong hole - several of times!, while me dropping the apple - Well, least I had my mouth full, with a bite from the apple - So while chewing and swearing/cussing like a mad woman - continuing to battle that piece of armor, I finally got it on me - Then it was running around, cussing even more - When searching for my shorts, sleeves, gorget and gloves - By all the powers in Britannia! Why do I misplace my gloves, every time I need them and specially on days, when I am late for something!

This is so typical me! Anyways, being fully dressed in my armor, I picked up the apple and grabbed another bite, while I went over and checked my bag for bandies and what else I could be in need of for this small sermon/hunt - Ready to go! Or so I thought! I went out the door of my room, received odd looks from the Inn owner, that looked a bit like I slapped hard across the chin him or something - and I realised, that my dress was still in my room! OH MY GAWD! Darting back to my room fast and hurling it on! and out the door again, giving the owner of the Inn an apologetic look, before I rushed out the door, rather crimson in the cheeks - While hoping no one ever will hear about that terrible, terrible embarrassing moment! 

I stopped by the Salty Dog, but found it empty apart from - a few of the local drunkards.
I took another bite of the apple, while pondering on where to go, I could remember that there had been some sermons over in near Cove's Landing - I believe it was called. While I considered tapping the blue gem in the runic atlas that Dante had made for me ages ago - I wanted to get a bit out of place before doing so, and then - Thankfully I heard some of voices of some folks, that I know. I walked fast paced in the direction and found quite the gathering outside that Stonehall where the different tiles of the virtues are located. 

Under the sign in front of that Hall - Good, ol' Enoch was standing and talking about Compassion and then he mentioned the anti virtue Despise and that was actually where yesterdays trip would go to, while we should think and probably search our inner being.

As we reached the mountain where Despise is located. Enoch told us a story about a Mother, that had two twin brothers, that grew up more or less hating each other. He also told us, that there had been a sorceress involved and then there was a wisp floating outside and he asked us to go and get a little bag from the wisp. 

We walked inside and there was two set of staircases, one in the dark stones that reminds me a little of the walls, that Blackthorns Castle is build out of and then one in some lighter stones, that somehow reminded me of the stones that I seen at Castle Britannia.  - I lit my lantern and grabbed a firm hold on my war axe, while I was wondering on, what we would encounter once we got to the location. 
To my big surprise, Enoch lead us to a place, that more or less looked like a peaceful forest - With both fawns trotting happily about, and overgrown pixies, with huuuuuge wings. 
He then told us to open the bag, that we received from the Wisp outside and then touch it and then touch one of the big peaceful creatures that just trotted or flapped around.

I was actually hesitating, as I was concerned about the stories that I've been told over the years in my childhood and me growing up, strongly under the influence of kind, sweet and helpful people, that actually was/is following and worshipping Chaos. It's actually a bit hard to explain how I feel and I think, I will send a pigeon flying to Felucca and ask if Dante got time, to sit down with a goblet of wine and have a talk about this alarming feeling I have.

I can't help it, but I keep getting this really, really strong feeling of a deja vu and it worries me.  Maybe, it was because Aila touched my shoulder and sending me a little smile, before we headed off -
Or maybe it was because, Aila didn't come with us, that made me feel like I am walking down a dangerous path. 

A thought, that keeps returning to my head is, that everything is connected. The whole thing about Felucca and Trammel. About the Dungeons and the Virtues, the whole fight between good and the evil.
But what actually qualifies someone as evil? Was Eban evil?

I am fully aware, I didn't know him as well, as some of the others, because I have not been around here long enough - I never really got the time, but I choose to believe, that the chap actually only struck Todd because the child moved from his stool, when he had lifted the mace and that Eban was unable to stop it and later on, Eban actually did mention to me, while the two of us was sitting at the Salty Dog and talking about the whole mess, that the child also had attacked him and he wasn't just gonna stand there and take it. 

And what about Hurke, as I heard Dagda call him?
That chap seemed so determinant to avenge the Childs death, more or less chasing Eban around all around Britannia, even though Eban tried to reason with him and explain - And thankfully Edgar was there to stop the two and send them in different directions, peacefully! Least for the time being. 

Urgh! Enough of those horrid thoughts - Stay on topic Sioned. 

So in Despise I looked around and one of those huge pixies with wings was near me and I carefully dipped the hand into the bag and touched some of that glittering stuff that the Wisp outside Despise gave us and reached out to touch the foot of it. The creature looked down upon me and for some reason, it started to follow me around. I glanced at the others and waited for them to "get their creature" and Enoch lead us through that dark portal, where some aggressive creatures attacked us.
I ducked down, behind my shield as the dark creature aimed a swing at me and out of pure reflex I swung my war-axe back at it with all the force I could muster.

Being a tad confused about, what the purpose of this was - I looked around, seeing the others use their "creatures" as meat-shields against these darker beings and it made me even more confused how, they actually were able to make them attack. Zeke apparently, noticed my utter confusion over and he told me to dip my hand down in the bag, that we got from the Wisp outside the Dungeon and touch the creature again. I did as told and before I knew it, that creature went into some furious rage and started to hit the darker creatures as they approached us. Utterly confused over this, I noticed that the be-winged creature was a little injured and I reached down in my bag and grabbed a bandie and applied it on the creature. 

And then in the middle of this confusing battle between the light creatures and the darker ones, my thoughts started to run really fast and it's confusing as faaaaaark why they do that in the middle of a Dungeon, where I am suppose to stay focussed! 

My thoughts, kept running to Felucca like back to ancient times, times that I didn't even experience! - and the whole darned thing about everything is connected. Is the dark creatures maybe a symbol of the people that lives in Felucca? And oh my gawd! If they were, did I hurt folks, by swinging at these creatures when they came running and attacking me? Could I actually have been hitting someone, that I never in my wildest dreams, would harm? How I sincerely hope I am wrong here and that it just is the tasty red wine rambling here! 

We headed back out and I sat down at the Salty Dog with my thoughts, sipping quietly from red wine.
My thoughts drifted off to Felucca, actually to Dante and the friends he have, while the deja vu came back - The thought of me standing in Britain, opening the runic atlas, tapping the blue gem and heading there to speak with him - However in my thought, it wasn't as peaceful as it normally is, when I go and visit Dante, Liv and some of the others - cause when I went there in my thoughts - there had been a fight, that seemingly broke out between Dante's folks and the Drow House and I myself tried to get out of the way, but was injured there and the whole feeling of getting in trouble with the Dante and him handing me over to the Drow where they assumingly wanted me to jump over a tile with acid, but my ankels were shackled.. I got no idea, where these thought come from! And it makes my stomach hurt a little bit and makes me think, that I am going completely gorilla-ape-crap-bonkers!

I know, that walking between chaos and the virtues is like balancing on the edge of a sword and that others sitting on that Throne in the Black Castle have lost their minds, starting to act paranoid, unreasonable and turn completely unaccountable. At least - If you believe these ancient stories.

After a while, I snapped out of these thought at the Salty Dog some of the folks said "Good night" and headed home and in the end, it was just me, John, Sergio and uh, I think it was Faeryl when the conversation turned in on Eban, Hurke and how Xuri would react. 

I quirked a brow and wondered about Xuri's involvement in all this mess and John kept saying, that he really hoped, that he didn't have to kill her. From what I gathered - apparently Eban is assumed dead and that's without a trial, for the death of Todd and Xuri was apparently seeing or dating Eban. 
If Eban really is dead, I feel so incredible sorry for Xuri - and I can't imagin the shock or the pain she must sit with these days. 

I have spend some time with Xuri, when we both have been at the Dog or when we have bumped into each other at other places. To me, she seems like an easy going streak - But again, I never have seen her angry or even annoyed for that matter and again, people deal with mourning in different ways - Even though there are seven states of it.

I hope though, that she will find her strength and get out from it, as an even stronger woman. Maybe, I should check on her - But it's a tad hard, when I got no idea where she lives. All I know about Xuri is, that she is from Tokuno and to be fair - Tokuno is pretty huge to explore in an attempt to find a friend.

Argh! Darned cramp! More laters!  




 





 





 


 

[sioned]

Talk about the insane hour to be awake at - Regardless I am wide awake and I'll probably regret it later but none the less - It's the fact. I can't sleep right now and it feels like the butterflies in the stomach are going bonkers - More because I am curious about, what is gonna happen, when the rest of Britain begins to wake up. I wonder if there is something planned, somewhere.. Guess time will tell. 

Anyways, since I can't sleep at this gawd forsaken hour, I figured I should scribble a little more in my journal. Mmm, it still carries the scent of the new leather and parchment. Don't know what it is with me and those scents, but they make me smile and feel relaxed. 

I've been considering to actually drop the whole thing about the mace and shield and pick up my good ol' archery again, but I am also realistic about it.
I absolutely hate and that's honestly with a - with a passion - Just standing there and shoot at those damned skellies at the Graveyard in Yew for ages! 

Getting the arrows, ain't so bad - Or well, maybe it is, considering that this whole mace whacking at the ratmen in Ilshenar - Oh Gawd - An' then those annoying Rats that will hurl poison at me - I can't help it, but is there one thing, I dislike more than cackling Liches, it's the fricking poison! It makes me freak out and it stings as fark, getting that darned spell hurled at you from those spell-burping Ratmen - and with my healing not being that great just yet, it's just terrible dull experience being me!

Urgh! What I find just as disturbing is, that I know exactly how to get arrows, fast and free of charge, but I wonder if I am able to whack one of those yellow-glowing Ratmen, if it appeared?
Hmm, maybe ask one of the others if they wanna go with me - Juuuuust in case, my hands too full in an attempt whacking at one of those yellow ratmen - Then it would be nice to have someone, being able to apply a bandie on me, if I should be in need of it. Maybe Edgar would like to tag along - Naarh, he probably would be bored out of his skull, if he had to "babysit" me while I attempt to whack a silly Ratman. 

Speaking of that damned poison - It makes my thoughts drift off to the event I attended earlier.
The rumours of someone being in need of help, I stepped through the portal in Luna and it turned out there was a tad odd looking Leprechaun, talking about - some really grumpy Leprechauns, where one of them had been expelled from some sort of magic school, that these little gits go to. And that particular little Leprechaun apparently got so grumpy and had a hissy-fit and attempted to corrupt the other little Leprechauns. 

So the Leprechaun there was asking for a bit of aid, as apparent some rings had been stolen and they needed them back so the Leprechauns didn't go totally gorilla-ape-shite-bonkers. I decided to check it out, as I never have seen a real Leprechaun and lemme be blunt, like seriously what kind of trouble can one of those little beings actually do? Bite us at the knee-caps? Oh...My...Gawd! I almost wanna apologize to all those Leprechauns, for thinking that darned thought - cause it felt like I was heading straight into my life's worst nightmare! - and I seriously mean that what a  N-I-G-H-T-M-A-R-E!!! 
The Leprechaun woman lead us to another Leprechaun that seemed a tad fond of riddles and he demanded that we sorted out those riddles, before he even would consider helping us by opening a portal to one of these places, where the aid was needed. 

So the large gathering of different folks that attended answered the different riddles and to the Leprechaun's great satisfaction, He opened the portal and onwards we went and as curious as I was - and what did I experience? Oh dear Journal, so glad you asked! Some really, really, really pissed off Leprechauns - Normally, I would have thought, that the greedy little gits with their pots of shiny doubloons, would give us least a one doubloon! But hahahahaha - noooooooooooooooooooo way! They fricking started to hurl poison at us! I mean - Poison!! The darned green and nasty stuff, that makes you cough and hark - and in my case, those annoying little Leprechauns had me run around like a chicken, that had it's head chopped off, screaming my lungs out in a frenzied panic attack! Oooooooooooh, I hate poison so much - Least when it's hurled at me!

I fumled around with my bandies, while chanting to myself in an attempt to keep myself calm "Don't run! Don't run! DON'T RUN! SIONED DO NOT RUN! IT WILL JUST MAKE YOU WEAKER IF YOU RUN!"
So there I was - Standing in a chaotic place with grumpy little Leprechauns, hurling poison spells at us, again and again. I did however manage to remain on my feet and I also managed to keep an eye out on Stevie, Okami and Edgar that also were there and thankfully, it we had made a whispering circle to make the healing easier - for us. I managed to smack a few bandies on Edgar, as that darned poison kept coming in huge waves - And admittedly, I never really thought that much about the Tamers, but at that exact moment, I could have leaped up and hugged and kissed every single one of the Tamers, as lot of them had taken their huge Dragons out for a walk - Which I am utterly grateful for!
Because these beautiful, scaled and majestic creatures - that in my personal opinion, I believe the Dragons are -  Sure as fark taught those fricking Leprechauns a lesson or two! I am just so happy and thrilled, that it wasn't me, that got used as a rattle or a chewing toy by a Dragon! Ouch! 



After that experience, the portal back to Luna opened and I walked back to Britain together with Edgar and on the way back to Britain, we decided to stop by the Salty Dog, for a glass of wine and an ale. Edgar is actually sweet. Even though, he didn't really have to, he gave me both a little meal and then some chilled wine to quench my thirst with. 

When we sat down at the bench inside the Dog, we noticed a woman - Who introduced herself as Nightshade and we fell in talk with her and it seemed like she have been away for a while. When she mentioned the name Tobias, I nearly swallowed another time - I seen the fella, once at the Knight's Rest, where he was really, really - really grumpy at Eban, because Eban apparently took a leak on him at some point - Nasty I know!


Oh Gawd! I actually think, that Chap can shoot the bawls off a piss ant, without actually killing it! Or shoot the arsehole of a mouse, if he gets grumpy or treated unfairly.
That evening I met Tobias - He came into the Knight's Rest, glanced around, spotted Eban, reached up at his quiver and draw an arrow and before I even could say "'Ello there!" the arrow flied through the room and twaaaaaaaang!! - Eban was turned into a fricking needle cushion - But instead of needles, it was arrows, he seemed to hold for Tobias! I was totally shocked and was sitting there with mouth open, wondering what the fark just happened there. Now that made me preeeeeeeetty careful around that chap - Cause let's be fair here, I don't wanna be turned into a arrow-cushion and it seems like, that fella not only can do the talk - But also do the darned walk!

Funnily enough, it turned out, that Nightshade know a lot of the folks and she also told me, that she was an Old Ranger, but her old living area had been destroyed. If I remember correct, I believe - She is in married to the chap Tobias - That was least what she said, She had been away for a while, she didn't have the chance to see him just yet. I guess, we'll see more to those two, bet they got a lot of catching up to do. She seems friendly enough - Even though her name, nearly gave me a fricking heart attack - Considering Nightshade is apparently not only a name, but also the main ingredient for poison! 

Aiiiie! What is it with these cramps in the hand?! 

More laters. 

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So fifth day of the week,  the City of Britain was terrible quiet. I spend a few hours at the Salty Dog, while wondering where all the people where hiding. I opened my runic atlas and went to Necropolis, in hope to find Dante awake - However, he wasn't in at the time being, so it just ended with me heading down to the Fort, re-modelling a few Orcs faces with my mace. 

When I finally had gathered close to 15.000 doubloons again, I figured that it would be safer in the long run up towards the Abbey, head to the bank area and empty the bag into my bank boks and of course secure my hard-earned coins. The trip to the Bank went pretty well, I didn't bump into any criminals - Well apart from one of the healers, that make me jump and scream - What is it with these guys?! Why do they sneak up on me, nearly giving me the heart attack?! They just wait, at some point - All these startles they give me, will end up with them having a massive headache, when I'll give them a whack with my mace, that should teach them! 

I opened my runic atlas and recalled from the Abbey in Yew and back to the Salty Dog - And then I noticed, that I was down to three recall scrolls in my runic atlas. Oh what a bummer! I did consider recalling, after having a little bit to eat at the Dog, but figured the fresh air would do me good and so would the walk to Britain moongate and then through to Vesper. Bleh, for some reason I keep forgetting, that this place is with new friends and I ain't surrounded by my old friends - like Piper, Thal, Nox or Esca for that matter - Where I normally could go "Aieee! I need some recall scrolls! Be a good Spellcaster and help me out, huh? Haaaaalp!" - Where the reply would be "Hrmf! Calm down woman, working on it!" and they would scribble me a few. I looked at aaaaall those vendors in Vesper, but to my huge disappointment - Not a single recall scroll.

So there I was, standing at the moongate between Vesper and Minoc, while I pondered where to look after these recall scrolls. A thought struck me and shortly after, I leaped through the moongate and found myself in Luna and with Luna being a huge City and all that - Maybe it was possible to buy some recall scrolls off a Vendor there. 

I waddled around for hours going "Arwwww!" and or squeeled "Oh My Gawd!" when I stumbled over some really neat decorations for houses. Or when I started to cough and wheeze, when I noticed the prices on those power scrolls!
Robbery, by bright darned daylight, I'm saying! It almost makes me dread for the price for the stat scroll, that I wanna get. But before hurling doubloons after that - I will check my stack at home, cause I do believe I got one of them laying about, if I remember correct!

I guess, the prices on them here are so high, because people risk life and limps getting them - Least if it be like back home, where most of the real criminals hang out in the shadows, probably picking their noses, scratching their big criminal rumps - while they are waiting for the Group to finish up with the Champion Spawns  - And then when all the hard work is over "Wam! Bam! Thank you Ma'am!" and the scroll you thought you had, disappeared when you been knocked off your mount and are munching grass, while the Criminals have a cackle!

Anyways, I looked everywhere in Luna and wasn't able to find any recall scrolls, when I spotted a chap and a woman talking. The woman turned towards me and asked if I was in need of something and I explained to her, that I had been searching all the Vendors for some recall scrolls for my runic atlas, but I didn't have much luck - She then looked at me and smiled a little, asking me how many charges my runic atlas held - I told her and she went away for a moment and returned with nearly half the recall scrolls I needed. I did wanna give her some coins for the effort, but she didn't wanna take them. Don't people here, value these shiny doubloons anymore? When she didn't wanna take the coins, I thanked her for her kindness and went back through the moongate to Britain, happy over that now I can tap the blue gem in the runic atlas and get to the wished destination fast again. 


Damned cramps! Surely, this is not gonna continue to happened to my hand, right?! 

[sioned]

I am still in bed with my pillow, snuggled up under the warm blankets - It's pissing down in Britain right now, so I figured, I'll stay in bed a little longer and scribble about what happened yesterday. 

Yesterday evening was spend together with the Folks from the Emerald Fist and it would seem that Eban is still the hot topic and I think, John and the others is a little concerned about, how Xuri is taking all this stuff and I think they are worried, if it's gonna develop into some sort of revengeful war.

They talked about, that they didn't understand how, she could have developed so strong feelings for Eban as fast as she apparently have - But hey - Sometimes lighting do strike fast and hard. As farking usual I received the strict looks, when I blurred out "Mmm, could it be that Eban was super loaded with doubloons! Or that he had a huge, massive dick, magic wand!" and then I held the arms out as if I measured - Yeah Journal, you get the picture - I was politely informed, that the term was penis - Oh my Gawd, John said that without laughing! I struggled not to burst out laughing! They do strike me a tad like they being stiff, when it come to nudity or just slang for body parts? Oh well, I should probably work a little bit on my behaviour - So I don't get in troubles. 




The meeting itself where interrupted, when we heard knocking on the door Emerald Fists building and Faeryl raised and went and opened the door - and outside a Zombie was standing.
Not like the Zombies at the Graveyard and it seemed like it wanted the Emerald Fist's members to follow - I just tagged along, because... Well, because I am terrible curious! 

We all walked after the mysterious Zombie to a tower behind the building and as fancy as the Tower itself looked, it just carried a huge arie of the arcane arts, if not the arts of the necromancers, first waiting for the flaming head to spit the flames, before entering the door and then using the teleporters to move further up in the Tower - Up to the roof of it, where a pentagram and a black candle were placed.

In front of us stood this.... Spirit, not exactly a Ghost - Cause to hear the Ghosts I know from Soraya, that then you need to be able to channel the energies and connect to that world with spiritspeak, which the Spellcasters also can use to heal themselves with and all with all this stuff - once again, my head started to pound and the feeling of "This is bad..if not dangerous" started to haunt my thoughts. Just like that evening, Enoch took us to Despise. 





The whole "Here lies Lord Blackthorn. Friend and Ally to Britannia. Let his life and death reminds us, that evil can corrupt even the most principled souls"

I can't seem to forget what I saw at that tower. It seemed truly dedicated to Minax herself and the stories about her, I heard and listened to when I was a child. A beautiful woman and when she lost her mentor - She wanted to destroy our beautiful world. The whole thing about the Emerald Fist actually went and agreed on robbing one of the King's Tombs, makes me afraid - I mean, a strong powerful Mage can actually bring folks back from the death or from the Abyss itself - Oh Dear Gawds! What if that Spirit is just a cover-up - and not even Ranthir himself, but actually Minax herself in disguise?!

Right, I think - I should.... Argh!!! Who can I talk to about these things!?!?!
It's hard being the New Girl in Town!! And here comes the cramp!! 

- Gawd darn it! More laters! 

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[sioned]

Ooof!

Today I can feel every single muscle in my body and it nearly hurts just to lift the mug of coffee! 
I fear, I might have pushed myself a tad too hard yesterday, with all that mace-swinging and ducking down behind my shield, trying to avoid getting hit back in return.  

After I woke up and got dressed in the armor, I decided to head over to the Dog for a proper breakfast, before my plan was setting out and smack a few of the Orcs and try and gather some yeast for Dagda's Mother - The other evening, we rather spontaneously stopped by the Molehill Tavern. 

While John was outside speaking with Xuri - I guess in an attempt to keep things peacefully, the rest of us were sitting inside and talking a little back and forth about this and that.

Dagda mentioned, when she served a Whiskey for me, that it was a new Whiskey her Mother had made and ever since, her Mother had been so lucky to get her mittens on all the recipes for the distilleries, she wanted to try out as many as she possible could. So Dagda had kept herself busy getting different fruits and such, and she mentioned that her Mother used a lot of yeast in the process of brewing the different drinks and liquors. 

I've been whacking the Orcs a lot lately to get more practice with my mace and my shield, but in the past -  I just grabbed their coins and after a little thought, then I told her, that I didn't mind grabbing a spare bag and then try and grab some yeast for Dagda's Mother, the next time I went out whacking some Orcs. 

So I had just finished my meal and was was sorting the leather straps on my gorget and my sleeves, when the door to the Salty Dog swung open and in came Edgar. He greeted me, with his usual cheerful being and we babbled a little back and forth, about this and that, and when he asked me, what I was up to and I told him, that I was about to head out and whack some Orcs to help out Dagda's family and after a little while - I invited him to tag along, if he wasn't busy with other things - And admittedly, it is funnier to whack Orcs, if we are two - Because then there is also someone to babble with, while hunting.
Thankfully Edgar didn't have any plans and he didn't mind tagging along - So outside the Dog, he put down his runic atlas and let me use a charge to the Orc Caves and then we began swinging our weapons. Edgar more or less killed the cheeky little sods, in one or two smacks with that swords of his and I am happy, that I don't have to cross weapons with him, cause he seems terrible good at handling himself and after a while, we decided that it was time to head back out as Edgar had a few errands to run and I needed a little pause from that all that "Whack-n'-Orc!"



We used my runic atlas to get back to Britain and shortly after we were standing near the bank. The whole thing about the "Tower" and the whole thing the Emerald Fist have been up to lately have been rummaging around in the back of my head and I carefully asked Edgar, if I could ask him a question - To be fair, he seems just as confused as myself over the whole thing, with the things that Spirit/Ghostly figure asked the Emerald Fist to do.

After a little talk back and forth, I felt a bit better and Edgar had to leave - I gave him a wave and we agreed, that we would meet up - Talk later. 

I walked back in the direction of the Salty Dog as I wanted a bit of water to drink, while I considered what to do next. I really felt like, I could use a change of scenery, after spending hours whacking on the Orcs inside that damned Cave or at the Fort in Felucca and while I was pondering on what creatures to then hit on - I decided to try my luck at the Ratman Ruins, not so far from the Shrine with the tear-shaped symbol on the tile near the portal and the Ankh and a little peaceful graveyard. 

I am well aware that it's impossible to outrun one of the Goldens ones - but the temptation of getting arrows for free, was bigger than the threat of some golden Ratman and it actually went pretty alright, untill… I was standing there smacking on an rat with a bow and one of those ratmen with grey vests - All the sudden it just appeared out of fricking no-where and before I could shout "Oh Fark!" - It had managed to knock me unconscious - and when I finally began to gain my senses again, my vision was a tad blurred, I shock my head a few times, while thinking "What the fark just happened?!"

- Thankfully,  I'm a fast learner! And it takes more than a fricking piss-coloured Ratman to get me down. So, I being incredible annoyed over, that I had pulled a larger piece of, than I actually could chew - and to my great annoyance I realised - That I needed a "babysitter" while swinging at those damned Rat men! But who would spend time, making sure - I remained on my feet, while I happily whacked away on the Rat men?

As send from the skies itself, all the sudden Roberto, Dagda's Hubby-  was there and while he dealt with the golden ones, I swung happily at the other Rat men - Ha, now the darned critters, weren't so tough! Suits those little Bastards! We whacked a few and in the end, my bag was full of arrows and doubloons and I needed to head back to the bank - So we stopped by Luna, I said thank you for the help and the "babysitting" to Roberto, wished him a wonderful evening and then I sat off in the direction of Britain as John had once again, invited me to tag along on this little quest with gathering stuff to help the spirit/ghostly figure, that was waiting patiently at the tower. 

So two tasks that evening. First we had to travel to Blackthorn Family's Castle in Felucca.
The Spirit at the tower had asked for the Emerald Fist to pick something up from the tomb outside the Castle and the sting I felt inside, was painful it really, really was. Did they not see the words inscribed on the large tombstones, cause I sure as fark did - And I sure as fark, remember them and I was raised by Blackthorns principles, before his ancestor went totally and completely, Gorilla-Ape-Shite-bonkers!    

"Here lies Lord Blackthorn. Friend and Ally to Britannia." 
"Let his life and death reminds us, that evil can corrupt even the most principled souls". 

How can they just ignore the second line of the inscriptions on the two large tombstones?
Personally, I struggled so hard to hold the tears back and the lump in my throat, just grew larger and larger and as much, as I wanna push that thought away, I honestly believe, that - if the Emerald Fist continues down this path - They gonna end up in Felucca themselves - Graverobbing is illegal and there ain't far from graverobbing to other crimes.

When Edgar and I talked about the whole episode, he seemed just as confused as myself over - What exactly is it, that Spirit at the Tower wanna use all these creepy things for?
First the claw of the Slayer of the Veils, then this little thing from the tomb in Felucca and then the bloody goo, from some of the diseased Blood elementals? 

A thought, that constantly haunts my mind is -  where were the Protector of Chaos hideing?
I am fully aware, that I am as guilty as the others, for not protesting or trying to stop them from taking that little artifact or least try and talk them out of it. 
And why the fark, didn't I protest - Or do something!?
Tried and stop them in one way or another? Was it fear, that held me back - I don't know. But I do know, that I feel guilty as fark to have been part of it.

Those Blood Elementals - Oh.. My... Gawd! Never, ever - have I in my entire life fought anything that strong and the bruises on my body sure tell their own story. I am so happy, that Edgar was there too, cause he constantly kept an eye on me - Well, so did the others too and even though, I didn't even hit on the bloodeh creatures - As I was way busy slapping bandies on those within reach!
After, what that felt like forever - We had gathered, what that darned Spirit had asked for! And Oh my Gawd! I was more or less covered in blood from top to toe - and I couldn't exactly walk up to Va'lis or Dante for that matter and ask for a new dress - I mean, with Vampires -  I really don't wanna be "the early evening snack" and fark must know - How they can react, if they see someone with bloodstains here and there or all over - I certainly will not be around, if they go into some frenzied rage or their bloodlust kicks in, cause I do treasure my life. 




Ooooh hello Cramp! Back in my hand already? Aint it bad enough, that my wrist hurts? Ahh, nay worries! Done writing already!