Entry 145:

My life has never been better...

I cannot recall when I last felt this much happiness. My heart is warmed once again...for years, it has been a block of ice...ever since that dreadful night, when my life was ruined at the hands of my corrupted homeland. I can finally rest at ease for now...Valencia's death is avenged, and my brother's true self has been restored.

Now, I have the greatest woman on the island, Vixen Blade. My life does not seem as if it can get any better than this. She is much more beautiful and interesting than I had ever thought before...perhaps it was because I kept any feelings I had for her hidden...buried deep within my soul. I really don't know how to describe my emotions in words...actions work better.

Well, I think I should stop there...there are other thoughts to be written down as well, even though I could go on forever about Vixen if I wanted to...

Marcus is considering returning to our homeland soon...he misses his home, and the remnants of our family. He may stay around a while longer, but for how long, I am not certain. He is still unsure...he is enjoying his life here, but he still longs to return to his place, in the kingdom I once lived in. I would never return there...no, as long as I still breathe, I shall never return there.

When he makes up his mind, he will let me know, so that I may take him to Achethe. From there, he can take a ship to the north, where my homeland lies.

Ah, I forgot to mention...I recently received a gift from a supposedly anonymous source...a talking parrot. However, the identity of the source is obvious...after all, this bird had been trained to say "Hello, sailor" as a greeting...now, who else besides Vixen calls me a "sailor", eh?

Anyway, I've named the little guy Morty, after my somewhat popular nickname. He's quite an intelligent bird...he's already learning new words, and he actually tries to defend me. It's quite funny...and odd, as well. He's my "bodyguard" now, and if I train him right, he'll defend Vixen, too...ha, that'll be the day...

Well, I need to get some sleep now...I can't stay up all night writing.

-Captain Morte P. Geist

-Jouranl Entry 26 March, Captain Morte P. Geist

"she leaves the girl behind the counter to take care of the customers and goes to her office to write in her journal"

Where to begin? First, I was informed last night that Baby Crimson was arrested by the SSAG for murder? It seems he killed two guards at the Foundling Home the night before then went to Dome. The details of what happened are sketchy at best. It seems I will have to have a word with the Administrator at the Home. Why wasnt I informed of this earlier? They are quick to contact me if the need donations of food, clothing and gold. But murder of two guards... I have to hear about it at Dome 24 hours later?!?!

Zeing...he is a good worker. I have no complaints with him as far as his job at the Stables. But my personal life...he hasnt been on the Island long enough to judge me on that. Aye, maybe he means well. But hearing him say Im just a plaything for these men?? He says Morte is using me also. Ah well, I told him I can take care of myself. He doesnt seem to think so however. He tells me that when I get married to invite him. Well, I have no plans on that any time soon. IF ever again.

My marriage to Alterio lasted what... a whole 3 months?? That has to be a record of the -shortest- marriage. My relationship with Val lasted about that long also. And with Tae...again about the same amount of time. "smirks" well there went my record of changing men every seven days I guess.

With Alterio II...9 years off and on. Funny he hurt me worse than anyone ever could and I kept going back. He is why I cant let anyone that close again. I refuse to be hurt like that again....ever.

Now we have Kuno...He seemed interested in me before he left. But is he like Alterio? He seems to be. What does he really want? I dont fully trust him. He hinted about sleeping with Cip. And there again...he was seen with Ros, Jane, and Thia. The Gods only know who else. I refuse to get involved with any man thats hopping from bed to bed. I have gone through that before, with Alterio. Most times I said nothing but other times I could not hold my temper. As hard as I tried it got the best of me.

I have been seeing Morte the last several days. He doesnt seem like he is interested in any one but me. But I have been deceived before. Therefore I tread carefully and am not jumping into anything to fast. And he accused me of taking 300gp the other night after I had been to his ship...I took nothing. I dont need his damn money. He asked why I wasnt there when he woke. Well I do work and had things to do. I slipped out before morning But I took nothing.

I think Ros likes Morte. She says she doesnt but she sure acts weird when he is around. And she watches us a little to closely. She seems to be always trying to get his attention. I will have to keep a eye on her.

Well i have work to do so thats all for now.

Vix

-Journal Entry 26 March, Vixen Blade

Dear Journal:

Nothing much in my life has happened to an... extreme. Their was the accendent with the giant child... which he abused the pub and patrons.

Hmm... theres always my talk with Vixen. It seems nobody talks my advice to heed... just like im a jest to everyone. Heh... not many take me seriously... who could blame them, I 'am' just a lonely stable hand and warrior. Nobody... I think... thinks im trying to do well... and in my head... men are using Vixen. Rhonan, that fat (*smear*) pig, is a fine example of a hate I have for sexism.

Oh... after my little talk with Vixen... I heard that this -*group*- took the giant child. This seems to have had a major effect on Crimson.

This is all I have yet to report..

Regretfablly,
(*fancy signiture*)
Zeingfeild Purtun

-Journal Entry 26 March, Zeingfeild Purtun

I dont know about this place yet. It is quite alarming at times, yet I have met a few good people one being I think you would call him my boyfriend, Zeingfeild. He is a halfling as am I which is refreshing. I also have a job at the food emporium which excites me very much. I love to cook and I hope I can have my own cafe someday but I guess that must wait.

Nara'

-Journal Entry 28 March, Dinara

as Khalidan sits down and begins to write in his journal his mind remembers of the old days

Captians Log,

Tonight a man was found on the beach with wreckage of a ship...could this be true that hell may be comming?

if this is true this isle is in danger. I know what is comming i seen it in the days i used to command the Emerald Empress. A ghost ship...*he pauses a moment remembering the ship*...Black sails, throws fire from the deck of the ship, apears and disapears with out a trace other then broken ships that got in its way...i am the last of my crew from old ship...i will never make the mistake and look for something that is not even able to be followed...i lost to many men from this ghost ship and i wont lose any more...*he ends the entry with a symble of death and a phrase "dont follow what you cant see"*

-Journal Entry 28 March, Khalidan Steyr

:: sits on the shore and starts to write...having just come from the empty Pleasuredome::

Well here I am, again on these Crystal Shores I've come to love so much. it was a sad trip to my homeland...so many deaths. But alas, War takes it's toll on both body and Mind, I'm just glad I am no longer involved. I returned a few days ago to find no one that I recognize, and further saddened to hear that friends of mine were dead. I will miss them dearly....especially Neo. I rather liked the fire the lad possessed. reminded me of my younger days, when I was Galadhring of the Falls. :: sighs deeply:: Nothing, however, can fill the Void left by the loss of my dear sweet Quiet Lady. Alas I would not be here now if it were not for your kindness and indeed your love! I shall miss thee! Never will I forget what you gave up for me..or how you brought me out of my self pity, I will cherish your memory forever.

Galadhring Roquen i Lugh Celeb
29 Dinui, Y.NS. 0001
-Journal Entry 29 March, Ardwin

Rosalyn climbs into bed with a yawn, reaching for her neglected journal and a nearby quill.

Dearest Journal,

I find myself confused. I have so often in the past told others of my dislike of Cipriana. I have told her so as well and its obvious that we don't mix well. Well a few eve's ago she was attacked by Nemesio and I attempted to help her, alas I could not, due to a spell that Nemesio had cast on her, but I found myself feeling sorry for her more than loathing her. This evening as she entered the dome she greeted me with a smile. Aye, a smile, it was strange and it provoked me to check on the status of her health which she says is fine. Well, it seems that we have formed a it of a truce and now I find myself being her confidante. The poor woman is in trouble, I can't imagine what Boss will do to her when he gets back, but I have told her that I will help her if need be. Just a month ago, had somebody told me I would be sitting in the dome with Cipriana and having her tell me her secrets I would have said they were touched! Very strange,I will trust her for now as she has confided secrets to me, but one false move and I become weary again. sighs Well this is all I will write, I must retire now, the hour grows late.

Rosalyn Lovine

-Journal Entry 30 March, Rosalyn Lovine

*With her baby white tiger on her lap, she wakes up in Master's chair in the office. She must've fallen asleep there last night. Donk clanging dishes jolted her awake, and she was disoriented for a minute. She looks around the office, her fingers stroking Snowflaque's neck, and admires the spell she stumbled on last night. Yawns *

"Time to get out of (his given name's) chair and head home a little while, see if I can make lightning strike twice", she whispers to the cat, and gets ready to leave for a little bit.*

*She makes sure that the door's locked and lets herself out the side. Snowflaque mews at her and off they go, off the beaten path and back to the house.*

I wish he was home. Even if Ros is right about how much trouble I might be in.. it will be worth it to just have him home.. I miss Master terribly.

*She lets the cat off the leash as she opens the door, and then locks it behind them. She'll need to focus to try and cast that spell again, the one she did in the office, and maybe enhance it a little bit.. so she'll divert to writing in her diary a little while, get a little off of her mind, and then give it a shot. She hides the diary in a new place here, between the mattress and the bed frame. Pulling it out, she lies on the bed on her stomach and begins to write*

"He's been gone more than ten days. It's felt more like months. I don't know exactly when Master is due to return, but Mammon says it'll only be a little longer. I'm excited, nervous, thrilled, and scared half to death. Things have quieted down. Bradley seems to have disappeared, so I guess I was reported alive and well by someone to the SSAG.

"They were such animals that night, they swarmed in unexpectedly and roughed everyone in sight up. Even the unusual little girl with the silver hair (Mairin). I was scared, and didn't expect to be harmed. And who would've thought that Nemesio would've confronted me so brutally? I thought I was going to die. I haven't seen him since then, and hope I never do again. I just can't tell Master about that night. I can't. And how do I tell him about Cat? Or that someone bought me another tiger, and I had to refuse delivery? shudders and thinks: I could've refused more nicely, I know that, oh what was I thinking, he is friendly with her and I pray he doesn't explode if she shows him what I wrote her What do I say about everything that's happened, other than I'm sorry? Because for most of it, I am sorry. Just not all of it. Although after he gets home, I probably will be.

"Rosalyn and I mended a fence. She's not as horrible as I thought her to be and I misjudged her. I've never really had girlfriends before, and I ended up confiding in her.. I even told her about the house. Just not where it is. And I listened to what she had to say. She's different than what I thought she was like. And I tried a little magic..and it worked! It worked! Maybe Master will let me study a little more of it, because I did something to his office that made it more special, even more special than turning it into a pink palace. I don't know how long the effects will last, but right now, the colors change with my will. Ros watched the pinks change to a dark wine, and the furniture's hues deeping to a rich ebony. She was amazed and so was I! I want to try that here..but I want to alter the spell..I want the colors here to change with Master..with his whims and moods.. I could just imagine when he walks through the door, if he is in a good mood, colors like those in the window accenting this house..and if he is dark, the house would reflect that. Can it be done? I'm going to try. I just pray he gets home soon, and safely, and that there's some mercy in him.......

Cipriana{BK}

-Journal Entry 31 March, Cipriana{BK}