::Having slept in, he wakes up with a start as the chambermaid parts the heavy draperies. Temporarily blinded by the streaming sun, he calls her a few choice words ended by an "OUT!" Now in more foul of a mood, although never the nicest guy when he first awakens, he grumbles as he heads first to the washbasin, then to his desk. Time to record his thoughts that plagued him even in sleep::

I still can't believe what I saw last eve. That dress... shameful. Shocking. A miniature scale of it would've looked stunning on Syphhy. But Xanthia?..

Time once more to attempt to sort out the ladies from the whores. Of course there are the grey areas tween.. some not true ladies, but far from pure harlot.

"What is it I can do right?" she asked me, doing her best to hide her tears.. Well, wearing such a shocking frock was not a step in the right direction. I once held her in high regard. Of course, seeing her nestling in the crook of Ben's arm tainted that emotion.. but I thought I'd get past it.

Silly man, when do you forget such things?

And it leads back to the fact that she's pure Elf. Now, I've polluted the Carazzi bloodline not once but twice, intermingling with Elven blood.. First her sister, then with Lily. Now, the damage is done to future generations, I grant you that. But why would I want to take a wife who'll outlive me by hundreds of years?

I wouldn't. After finally sitting, thinking and sorting ..
I wouldn't.

For the same reasons I forbade my dead sister to wed the elf. What is -special- to the elf partner about the human? Nothing. It's just a temporary situation. As the human ages, withers..the elf stays frozen it seems in time, youthful..

And when the human withers and turns to dust, the elf goes on, seeking another partner.. Forgetting all about what once was.

Elves are fun to tumble. But for a serious entanglement? Or a marriage? Never.

I am worthy of more than just being some goddamned elf's fleeting memory.. As it is, three of my children will live centuries longer than I. This is a perversion. An error of nature. Humans and elves should never mix and mate. Friends? Sure. Lovers, family? Forget it.

I for one will never err like that again. And so it is.

::Now, if at all possible to be in a more black mood, he is. Face dark, he goes to the kitchen to search for something substantial for a midday meal, then heads down to the Bazaar to get some work accomplished::

--Journal Entry, 7 December, Sir Knight Carazzi

I cant believe what kind of a mess I walked into early this morning. Everyone fighting, cut to hell and bleeding. I healed Eyas but Attrei was also hurt and I couldnt heal him. So i tried to help him to get to Ros's home. Bleeding badly, he had to stop and rest on the beach. Then this big black dragon appeared out of no where. Smelling blood I guess is what drew him to us. Attrei was to weak to do anything. The dragon definitely wanted him for a meal. Something happened tho that I still dont understand. That black dragon put his paw on my chest and shoved me down on the sand and held me there. I was afraid to move. He didnt try to attack but was sniffing at me when Draco appeared.

Hearing the growls of the black dragon got Draco's attention. Draco yelled at him to get off me and leave me alone. Which the yelling got the Black's attention and he did move. After a lot of growling and yelling back and forth the Black dragon left. Draco had also been hurt badly in that fight earlier and to weak to have protected us.

A bit later after Tika had healed Draco and Attrei, they were all talking and i decided to go to dome to get a glass of wine and when i got close I saw the black dragon and stopped. He saw me and started coming towards me slowly, and suddenly he once again shoved me down on the ground, holding me there with his claw? again i was to scared to try to move, not that I could have moved him anyways. I was sure that time he was gonna have a meal but all he did was sniff at me. But when he shoved me down I yelped which got Attreis attention and he came running up to us. The black moved off me and started towards Attrei growling.

The growling was heard by Draco once again and he came up to where were we. After a while of growling back and forth the black dragon once again took off. I dont know if that dragon would have hurt me. If he was going to why didnt he when he shoved me down? I really dont understand. Eh well im sure he will be back. He and Draco seems to haven an instant dislike to each other. I dont understand Draco coming to protect us either. I shudder to think what might have happened If Draco hadnt heard the growls of the black one. He might have killed me and Attrei both.

--Journal Entry, 8 December, Vixen

*Sits quietly upon the chaise on the balcony, overlooking the ocean, journal upon her lap*

Quite busy of late, between work, and rearanging the furniture in the house, I have little time for such pleasures as writing. However I forced myself to take some time out today.

I do nae know if i can recall all the recent happening of late, as my mind is so full. Yet i shall try.

First off it does seem that while there is still some.."tension" between myself and Vixen, the constant acqusations of me and Vals supposed infidelity, has worn down a bit. Oh, i still know she nae has forgotten, what woman would? but for the time being she has taken to nae insulting me, to my face anyway, out loud in the dome. I do suppose that is all i could ask for. Was getting quite annoying with all her constant comments. Not to mention that it hurt for someone i never had a problem with to be so angry with me. Time heals all, or so they say..I'm sure she will never forget, but mayhap she will one day figure out the truth. For now her and Val seem happy togeather, and truth be known, i do wish them all the best.

Now for my dear friend Roaslyn, Seems she has quite the predciment of late with Attrei. He wishes for her to make the next move in their relationship, and she is nae sure what that would be, Honestly I would nae know either, how odd for a man to put such a thing upon a woman, It not only shows lack of morality, but also that he isnt man enough to make the move himself...what is the next step anyway...marriage?...just bedding her? Bah, he wouldnt dare go that route...I dare say if he did, Ros would walk away from him quicker then M'lord Alterio could consume a bottle of Rye!! She is nae happy with Attrei's "custums" anyway, though she will nae say that to him, as she nae wishes him to change his beliefs simple for her sake. I swear that man is constantly flirting with every female about the dome, though he claims tis only his "usual" ways, and means nothing. He fails to realize, that once in a while may be fine to some women, yet CONTSTANTLY, is yet another story, and Rosalyn has become a bit more distant with him of late, I do feel because of that. I nae say i could blame her. does nae make a woman feel wanted nor special when one goes around flirting all day. Makes her feel like just "one of the masses"..not exclusive. I hope things change for her, she needs to decide first if she even WANTS to continue with this relationship, before deciding what the next step is.

On to M'lord Eyas..my friend Sir Moody has been quite secretive lately, working upon his writings, and conversating with many he has nae conversed with before, other then a polite hello. One of which is Lord Neo. I do nae know him well, though on the few occasions we have spoken, he has seemed well mannored towards me. However i will nae delude myself into thinking that some kind of michevous behavior is beyond him or Eyas...After all they are men, and Eyas a thief at that...While i have no fear personally as far as he is concerned, I do know that there is always that "unknown" element when it comes to the working of his mind. I but wonder what he is up to now, the silly twit. I'm sure it will reveal itself in good time though. Meanwhile he has been a good friend, and tennent at my home. He never disturbs me, and now that he has the guest quarters to himself, he seems a bit more relaxed and content. I am ever so glad to have gotten that furniture quickly.

I have been getting these odd chills of late. I do nae know how to explain them, other then it seems as if something "dead" passes thru me from time to time. Tis quite awful when they occure, as i feel it thru my bones, and my lips turn a pale shade of blue. Nothing seems to help, not even 3 cloaks about my shoulders, and a fire in front of me. I do nae wish to worry Ros and Eyas with this for if they knew more of it i'm sure they would, so i speak little of it and try and pretend tis only a bit of a cold or something, though i fear if it continues i can nae keep up that ruse for long, they are already inquiring about it.

I have nae seen Anna in quite some time now...eversince she thrust that blasted green book into my hands..Speaking of which, i have nae seen the book in some time either...I had it the night M'lord Eyas was injured, and i took him home to rest, that was the first night he stayed with me. After that I have not seen it, I do belive i left it upon a table at the dome, but it has yet to reappear. I am not overly concerned yet, as it seems no one is able to open it. So it would do them no good.

I really need to hire some help about this place, to keep up with the maintence, it is getting to much for me of late. Though i shudder to employ someone who i nae know or trust. I will have to just keep my eyes open.

Oh, I spoke with Lyri the other eve, we had a conversation about that "creature"...Drac. she insists he is not as bad as everyone thinks, and that i should give him a chance, as he is but young yet. I do nae think i shall ever trust him, as he wishes me for a meal. but i have been in the same situation before where everyone just belives the worst about you, based upon a few rumors, and never gives you the chance to prove yourself. So, I made an attempt, and tossed him a steak the other night, he didnt respond to it, but it was gone the next day. Who knows. I dont trust him at all, but for lyri's sake, i will attempt to be civil...for now anyway.

I must be off, I have much to do, I will write again when i can.

--Journal Entry, 8 December, Lady Charquin

"Finally drags herself home after walking around all night thinking, she goes straight to her room not talking to anyone and locks the door behind her and plops down on her bed on her stomach and pulls the journal to her and starts to write"

I finally snapped last night at Dome. After sitting in the corner silently for hours just watching and listening to the drivel going on around me. Minding my own business I might add, then Nun came in and we starting talking. He said something about the ladies not meeting up to his expectations and i asked him which ones. Well he said all of them. So i asked if he meant Char also. He said something about her being the Ice Queen and wouldnt even try her cuse a mans thing would prolly shrivel up to nothing. Well Char of course started her mouth about certain men prolly didnt have that much to begin with. So I told her to not make comments about something she knew nothing about. Well she comes back with now I have finally admitted the truth. I asked her what the hell she meant by that. Well she acted all smug and snotty with another remark pretty much like the first one. I snapped and went over and punched her in the mouth. Im not playing riddle-me-this bullshit with her.

ALready had a screwed up day. I wasnt in the mood to play games. Had to much shit on my mind to try and decipher what the hell she was talking about. I asked her twice and she is lucky cuse i usually only ask once.

And Im really confused about something that happened earlier yesterday. Still trying to figure that out. But im not going into that right now...If ever. I have found some things are better kept to myself and not spoke of or written down any where.

Anyways other than the argument with Char last night things were pretty quiet at Dome. Well, while I was there anyways. Ben and Neo had a little scuffle earlier that evening tho.

Tis all for now. Gotta bathe, dress and go to work i guess. I plan on leaving early this evening however. Dont know why though cuse Val will be busy at his shope again tonight.

--Journal Entry, 9 December, Vixen