I have a few things to catch up on I guess. Lets see....Kev is angry at me. Very angry in fact. I threw a bowl at Ros for teasing me and he made it come back and hit me, which knocked me off the bar. So, I burned his book.

Char and Eyas are getting married some time soon. No date has been set as of yet. Ros wanted to have a bachlorette party but Im not sure if thats still going on or not. Nothing was mentioned of it last night.

"she frowns and touches her lip then sighs " And Morte kissed me. It happened so suddenly just as I was leaving for home last night. We didnt really bicker all that much last night. There was to much arguing going on with Kev. He also blames Morte for the loss of his book. We talked some about Losing a loved one. He seems very sad about his past... the memories and the nightmares. I didnt push him to talk further about it. I understand how he feels.

How do I feel about him? I dont know...But I do know that whatever i feel towards him... I do love my husband. "sighs and shakes her head" Things just seem to keep getting more complicated.

Vix

"she signs it and sighs as she waits for the ink to dry, then she puts it away"

-Journal Entry 16 March, Vixen Blade Carazzi

"she tosses the ripped and bloody dress in the trash and sits down at the desk"

I cant believe he tried to kill me. Shards of glass stuck in my body in a million places from that glass castle. Bleeding everywhere. Hitting me in the mouth wasnt enough for him I guess. What did I do to deserve this? But then again.. what do I ever do thats right?

I Could have bled to death if Alterio hadnt said something to get someone to heal me. I was in shock but i could still hear them talking.. all around me.

Now he will go after Morte. He said as much. I tried to tell him but he wouldnt listen to me. He never did listen to me much.

Well now the marriage is ended. Not like everyone on the island didnt expect that to happen from the beginning.

"she sighs and gets up as she tosses the quill on top of the journal"

-Journal Entry 17 March, Vixen Blade Carazzi

After losing my journal of old by...unfavorable means, to say the least, I have finally decided to take up the task of writing another. So, This time my travels take me to a colonization on an isle called Crystal Shores.

The ride was...well the ride was adequate. I have spent at least a week here, though I do not know exactly how long I have stayed. Time seems to pass unnoticed to me. But...that is the least of my worries. This journal will serve either as a story of my endeavors....or a record of my downfall.

Why do I choose to stay? I don't know. The same reason I choose to live, I suppose. I hardly think I have the time to waste on thoughts that may or may not lead to an explanation as to my staying.

The nightmares. I've had two since my arrival. It's evident to me the intervals of peace I have before they return is growing shorter and shorter in length... I did come across a book in the Library....a book with a generalized history of magic. But, as chance would have it, the book was burned before any useful information could be extracted from it. Damned Vixen...she seems to expect to be able to attack and not be attacked...Well, now due to her ideals, I've been set back once more...It's so damned frustrating. Every time I get close to a shred of information that could be of use to me, I am shoved back to my original status.

A local woman of the isle, Rosalyn, seems to insist on helping me with my problem. She was as stubborn as I in arguing in favor of her "need" to help those troubled.. That is all I have to report currently. Until I feel the need to take up a quill again...

Kevorin Sirith

-Journal Entry 18 March, Kevorin Sirith

Goodness, tis been a spell since i've had time to write. But i dare say that this time the wait shall be worth it. So many times i write of the trials we as colonists face, the dangers that seem to come from nowhere, challenging not only our bravery, but our very lives themselves.

Not this time.

This time dearest journal, i find myself writing with joyous news, Eyas has asked me to marry him.

Oh, can you but imagine? I never thought it would happen. Of course I properly gave him pause, and for but a moment pondered the idea, as a woman tends to do. But if he only knew the fluttering of my heart at those words..Bah, I shall nae give him to much to add to his already growing ego .

I accepted of course, as if i would have done otherwise..he has always been a rock of security for me. Never doubting, always there with a kind word or expression. No matter what trials or tribulations that have presented themselves, I have been able to face them with the knowledge that he is there behind me. He has nae ever tried to controll my actions or decisions,and if I make a mistake, he is there to help me pick up the pieces.

Bah, he is such a rouge at times, so few really know, its quite comical. you should have heard us in the dome last eve...since he has been teaching me a bit of elven, things have gotten quite humorous... well mayhap humorous isnt the proper word, I swear some of the things he says to me.....well tis enough to make a proper lady faint!! Hmmm..I wonder once we are wed if this kind of behavior will continue *smirks*..well, one can only hope.

Well I have a ton of things to do, for I belive the ceremony shall be soon, and I must write to M'lord Carazzi to request the use of his facility for the reception, I'm sure he will allow it...for a price....

Char

-Journal Entry 18 March, Lady Charquin Clemont

Well things have certainly become more interesting as of late. I was relaxing in the Dome, as I am wont to do, when Sir Alterio the First stepped in and began conversing with Donk. Though outwardly calm, I could tell by the minotaur's grovelling expression that he giving the old man a bit of bad news. I sipped my tea impassively and considered praying; I needn't have worried.

I had paid the beastman well enough and he was passingly intimidated by the Syndicate in general, that he did not reveal any information about the 'Private Dance' Vixen put on for my benefit a few nights ago.

Instead the barkeep chose to give warning about Morte Geist kissing the fair Lady Carazzi. Well of course the signs of barely restrained rage were evident throughout the old man's being. I answered his questions as they were put to me the best that I could, carefully selecting answers that would add to the confusion, when the Lady herself stepped into the Dome. The timing could not have been more perfect.

I took the opportunity to retire to my table as the two of them 'worked things out'. Finally the inevitable happened, and their marriage came to an end, right before my very eyes.

It was a beautiful scene; brief but intense. After Sir Carazzi stormed out, I got back on the clock and tried my best to comfort Vixen. I'm no good at it, though. I thought it best to leave her alone for awhile at least until I could figure out how to go about things... I returned a while later to see healers working over her bloody body. Some incident with a glass sculpture, I later learned. After she was well-healed we two were alone in the Dome, as is so often the case these days. Though with her at her end of the Dome, and me at mine, we were hardly 'together'. We did talk a bit though, and I was given... not an invitation, but more of a "if you want to I don't mind", to move closer, and so I did. We talked, the usual... Nothing I'm commiting to paper.

After a time she left the Dome and I got the chance to talk to Jane for a while. I even got the chance to walk her home. Not a bad night's work, all in all.

At least I wasn't bored...

BK

-Journal Entry 18 March, BossKuno

Slept well last night.

Having a bed will do that.

Spent the night with my slave.

No, not that one. My ~new~ slave.

Cipriana.

She is exquisite. Just what I needed after all that I've been through lately. Even got my mind off Vixen for a while. What more could I ask for? I'll need to go to the mainland soon. More business. I'll put Mammon in charge of things here while I am away. There's some other things that need doing as well. You wouldn't believe what a seashell costs these days.

BK

-Journal Entry 19 March, BossKuno

She finishes at the Boutique early after pushing herself all day and locks the door on her way out. She heads straight for home not bothering to stop at dome as is her usual routine. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey from the pantry she goes to her room and locks the door behind leaving instructions she is not to be bothered by anyone. She sits on the edge of the bed and sighs then takes a drink from the bottle and grabs her journal to write a few things"

Things just plain stink around here.. the island, the people, everything.. Yesterday was horrid. Argueing with Kuno every time I turned around. I dont even know why i talk to him. He makes me so mad. I told him a few days ago to not talk to me ever again. BUT he persisted and once again we are arguing."smirks" well i left him with a little pain to remember me by. He grabs me.. and he gets a knee in his jewels.

I dont give a damn if he never gets any...I hope it hurts for the next year or more. It would serve him right.

Now he wants Crimson arrested. Aye, maybe he deserves to be. After all, he grabbed me and whipped me with that whip for nothing also not long ago. But I asked him to come to this blasted Island and I cant leave him in jail. I told him last night I would pay his fine.. whatever it is. He refused of course.

Morte? Well no one knows where he is. Maybe he heard the old man was going to kill him and he ran.

Relationships? Well screw that. I give up on that. Why bother when in the end it always falls apart anyways? I wont waste my time or energy on another one.

Am I bitter? You are god damn right I am. More so than I have been in a long while. My marriage has ended after all the trying I did to make it work. But its never enough.

Eh well my life always did stink.. why should i think that would ever change.

"tosses the journal on the floor and pulls her feet up under her on the bed as she goes back to drinking the whiskey and thinking"

-Journal Entry 20 March, Vixen Blade

Dear Journal, Well, it has been a long time since I've written, but things have changed quite a bit.Things are going well for Xanthia and I, and it seems she feels the same way. She has been a bit sad lately, due to her sister's passing and the situation with her nephew.However,she does seem to be feeling better. Besides that, it seem Kuno , for what ever reason decides to talk down to me and insult me. I was so angry! I felt as though I would explode. Xanthia and I talked again at the terrordome.I thought we needed a bit of fresh, since she had still been a bit melancholy. We talked of many things, but what's now important is that we should talk more. I don't believe I have said enough and this will help to improve our relationship.

Eden Arcane

-Journal Entry 20 March, Eden Arcane