Dear Journal:

Well so much has changed I feel I should take a few moments to write at least some of it down.

First of all, I have been appointed gaurdian of my nephew Christopher. I wanted Alterio to take the boy and reconcile with him but he gave me some excuse about how Chris had always beeen raied a Morgan. .. My god, he is barely off the floor and out of diapers.. he would take to whatever up bringing a loving home could provide. But I didnt argue with Alterio on it. I took responsibility. And now it is up to me to provide it. I hope eventually that the two of them will be able to regard one another as father and son. Chris looks so much like him... it tears my heart at times... and he has Alterio's temper as well... what a scary thought that is. He will be the image of his father as he grows, i am sure... except a tad more slight, a little shorter perhaps... and also rather pointed of ear. He is a handsome boy already, and his 5th birthday is fast approaching. Kate would have been proud of him. And I will do my best by him to raise him correctly.

Because of this I am seeking residence in a 'proper house' somewhere. As told to me, we cannot live in Mammon's cave, and I do agree, it would not be the best for Chris. So we need a house. I would like to build one.. near to Mammon's caves. I have plans of one .. and will speak to the construction people. They are terribly busy now, but when they finish with their clean up and re-building projects, I am sure I can get an appointment to go over cost and time in building.

Right now we are staying at Eden's inland home. Oh Eden. We had a 'fight' of sorts on our way to the house last eve. With all this talk lately of fornication and pleasure and such, I grew curious. I asked him plainly if he ever felt desire for me and he said 'no, not at this time.' It shocked me. I asked him to explain it to me and he stumbled upon the words as if he could not speak his heart. He told me that yes he thought me beautiful but he did not believe in thinking anything beyond that simple admiration till marriage. Perhaps it was too painful for him to reveal to me that he indeed felt nothing for me. It has always been my belief that to admit desire for someone one holds deep feelings for, is natural. If one loves so deeply, the feelings should be there.. you just dont act upon them till a proper time... and yet he...

I dont want to think about it. The whole thing makes my heart and my head ache.

I shall write more later on that... I have a lot of work to do, I am trying to hire a governess for Christopher to look after him whilst I work so he doesnt always have to tag along with me. I do find his company comforting at the moment but I believe that is because of the grief we share in the loss of his mother, my sister. Later, when that eases I am sure he will need more actitivy than I can see to as I work.

Alterio had an iteresting idea for my storefront... and I am considering it. A school. He thought a finishing school would be appropiriate but I was thinking, why not also provide courses in reading and writing and mathematics for the children of the island during some set time period as well? We dould offer to sets of courses: one for elementary education of basic skills and then the next level, for social etiquette and finally, some exemplary work in the arts as is fitting to the needs of the student, to round out their education and make them fine citizens.

I shall as him. Perhaps, if I asked, Lord Pryce would also be in favor of such a venture and may even help promote it within the community.

Well, I do have a lot of work ... I shall have to continue this later.

Xanthia

-Journal Entry 23 March, Xanthia

Dear Journal:

This is my frist entry in my new journal. Heh... I havent used one of these in awhile. It seems I have alot of friends and foes on this isle. I'll skim down what I have been though for a few days:

I came, I got in a spar that day. I was beaten brutilly with scars on my thoat now. Second day, I really got use to the isle. Heh... But after the last few days, Ive had enemies and friends to apper. Out of these a drow and a pig head are the most hated of them. The drow insists on paining everyone, inculding me. And the pig head... just appered after I came. He seems to have a thinking that he can touch and grab women and insult others and get away. Ive tried to attack this one, but my bad luck presists me to not do so yet. I feel ashamed to try once more as he thinks im pathtic in terms of combat. (*smears and markings apper here*)

Here also is a seen of people ive met:

Vixen Blade- Frist one ive met. Shes a human, adult, but a troublsome one in the ways of love. Shes my boss and considered friend.... don't know her feelings towards me and its best left out.

Lord Adams - I spared him the frist day I was here. He beat me to a bloody pulp... almost didn't live. It was considered my "Welcome" to the isle.

Kevorin- A nice sir. He considers me a sir although I havent -earned- (*smears*) it here. He has helped me, inculding last night with a healing. He appers to be my friend, but hides his past well for ive asked it.

G.P Crimson- He is another friend of my. He gets in tons of trouble, and seems to hold for his rights. Him and KuNO have a dispute over a slave. I'll tell you this below.

BossKuno- Hes a weird man. I really havent -met- him. But he seems evil in tons of ways past my beliefs. I really don't -wish- to met him. Khalidan - Hes a half-elf like me. He wanted a fight with me when he frist met me, and we brawled. He won yes but I won some respect and friendship from him. It feels good to have more friends.

Eyas and Lady Char- A couple. They are tendly friendly to me, but not really close. Id help them in any way though, but it appers that they wouldent need it.

Donk- the minataur that serves the bar. Hes weird in some ways but thats ok... ant we all.

The drow and the newcoming pig- A team of evil thoughts... nothing much to say but they are trouble makers.

Dinara - I have... unrested feelings for this half-elf. I cuddle and hold her, even have kissed her. Someways I feel shes out of this world in her mind. I welcome her with arms wide open and such, but the inner feelings I will keep in since I feel close and ok around her since shes like me... a half-elf.

On this isle, im an outcast and welcomed. Heh... it seems last night was fun. I faught with Lord Adams once more and smite him with a win, but it was a close call, he almost had me, myself was bleeding and now scarred. Also, I told Vixen that I didn't want her hurt or anyone that has the right to be my friend. It was like yesterday when I tried to free the elven girl from the "pig", the drow sporting him on like it was his right. I better watch my back for others do have a ken hate for me and my half-elf kind.

For now, thats it...

Sinceley,

(*fancy signiture*)

Zeingfeild Purtun

-Journal Entry 23 March, Zeingfeild Purtun

Dear Diary,

I wish there were more people my age here. Frankly, I don't believe there is a single one on all the isle. The twins are so very much younger than I, as is Thirlia. I have heard tell of another of Father's children, Christopher, but I believe him to be considerably smaller than I as well. The new babies, of course, are not suitable playmates, though I do enjoy the company of infants from time to time. I believe I am lonely.

Loneliness is peculiar. I don't remember feeling it so often long ago. I had many siblings, I think, besides Felina. Brothers, I recall, and perhaps another sister. I wish I could remember them better, but I have such a terrible time with all memories these days. Those closest in age to me, I think, are much older. Perhaps even Jane is the nearest, being but five years my senior. I wish to know more people. So many I once held dear are gone now. Those circumstances are muddled in my head. So much I wish could be easier. But I'm used to such waffled thoughts, I think. Almost an oxymoron, isn't it?

I believe I'll go out again today, to Father's Pleasuredome to speak to the people there. That's where many tend to gather, though such a place makes me somewhat uncomfortable. I think, when I step inside, of what Lady Xanthia said to me sometime ago, before the guards took me home again. What has Father done that I know naught of? I pale to think, and that discomfits me. But what ill can I believe when none of it can dare compare to what used to be?

Sincerely,

Mairin Carazzi

-Journal Entry 23 March, Mairin Carazzi

*She awakens on the floor of her new house in the early afternoon, sunlight filtering in through the stained glass window she bought, brilliant colors dancing around the room. It takes her a minute to realize where she is, and then she remembers.*

*For a moment, she thought she was back in the Palace. She had a nearly identical window in her room there, and she loved it, watching the colors dance. She smiles softly to herself, at least she has this little comfort here, waking the same way. Getting up and stretching, hoping her bed is delivered today, for a floor won't do much longer, she yawns and looks through her things. The housekeeper's doing a good job unpacking, and her journal is easy to find*

"It's not much, but it will have to do. At least it's owned, no longer will I have to pay Alterio any rent on something I can't sell. That was just throwing gold away, and while I don't mind spending lavishly, I do mind not having anything to show for it.

"I've told no one that I've moved. Not Alterio, not anyone. And I didn't leave a note behind either. Only the housekeeper and the construction elves know, so if..when...he returns, I will not be there. I want to surprise him..

"But yes I want his heart to leap just a little, maybe a little concerned..all right. Maybe a LOT concerned where I went. A little worry is good for a man, isn't it? But I'm not hiding here, no. I will be checking in to Crystal Spas for a couple of days and getting some overdue pampering. I deserve it. Crimson should thank his lucky stars that the cut he put on my skin has healed fully, because maybe after Bradley apprehends him, Bradley will let Crimson live.

"It was a close call with Bradley the other day when I was watching Vona pack my things. "Where are you going?" He asked. He popped in without warning, just walked in on us. Vona was about to tell him and I gave her a withering look. "I am giving some of my old things to the less fortunate, and I'm very busy right now, maybe you can call some other time", I lied. He blushed and left, apologizing profusely for disturbing me.

"So only after a long time, when I was sure he was gone, did we come here, me watching the paths, Vona carrying everything. The new place is easy to find, but only if you know what you're looking for...I didn't let them clear the entire lot of the palms and the grasses. I want a modicum of privacy.

"But if Master wants to find me.. if he even remembers he owns me, for all I know, he's living it up in Achethe with those loose women.. sighs ..well he'll figure out where to look."

Cipriana{BK}

-Journal Entry 24 March, Cipriana {BK}

Dear Journal:

I'm trying to keep up. Just this moment, I got me some chain mail and a new boardsword, inwhich im very impressed. I'll record what happened to me last night though my own eyes.

Last night was an eventful one. I was just joking with the engaged Char about buying her a dirty designed clothing from Sinful Delights and had emberressed her a red. Well... The baby giant had came in and thought I must had emberressed her and picked me up by my head. Char and Kev prosisted to help me out, turning the baby 2 and a half feet. This resorted in a sling of launage and insults. Then Eyas, the one engaged to Char, slipped in, hearing the baby *giant* call Char a *dock(*smear*)*. We westlered around with the child, getting inflictions inculding a elbow to the side of the head and a hit to the ol' john tomus for me. Crimson, the guardian comes in, along with the Captin Morte... punishments was about to be inflicted till Eyas stopped them. He slang a painful memory to Char and she ran out, the child wanting them to die. It was a sad sight. I left Eyas and his love after a painful moments of sadness. I went off to sleep.

Now, my bed is being delieved so I don't have to actully sleep on the floor like a pet... maybe I will buy a compainion to acompany, and talk to on nights of boredom. A dog... how about a ferret?

Well... Journal, I shall leave these thoughts to you, good day.

Sinceley,

(*fancy signiture*)

Zeingfeild Purtun, wanted Half-elf to society

-Journal Entry 24 March, Zeingfeild Purtun