My name is Gabrielle Whyth Klesa (for lack of my real last name). To my friends and the man who raised me, I am Twilight. I am from the island of Anseis, which lies of the southwestern coast of Geronfrey. As far as I know, I am 23 years old. My actual birthdate is unknown to me.
I was raised by the drow necromancer whose name is Fellis Whyth Klesa. He is a depraved and sinister man, though for as much as I can remember, he has always been kind to me. I wouldn't have thought anything was sinister about him or Anseis until I came here and found that most people don't live the way that people do in Anseis.
I was left on his doorstop some 20 years ago and life with him is all I remember. Who my parents were or are is not known. I have kept the Master's house and creatures and I have become his apprentice. He has tried to teach me his dark art, but I do not have the stomach to try the things that he wanted me to do. So, he has sent me forth to meet other necromancers to learn what I can from them of magic and the world.
He booked passage for me on a vessel that was supposed to take me to the mainland and the capital city of Candor, to meet a man named Daimon Childe. I do not know if Master Fellis knew that the sahuagin are at war with the Dominions or not. I suspect that he did, however, during the crossing the ship was attacked in the waters between Saldon and Candor. I hid in an empty barrel, so when the ship finally sank, I was safe and floating on the sea. I didn't have food or water, nor did I have any of my possessions, save what I wore. I floated for 4 days, I think that is, before I was gently nudged to the shore by dolphins.
Hungry and weak, I climbed out of the barrel and made my way to the city. My clothing had become rags as they snagged on the inside of the barrel. I must have looked a sight. The only thing I remember was the name that Fellis told me. I hoped that if I got to Daimon Childe's that I would find help, though the way I felt, I thought I would find death.
I vaguely remember being harried on the streets on the way. I ran to an alley to hide from my pursuers,when I heard the sounds of a violent fight. When the noise stopped I came out to find two dead men, mangled beyond belief. In amongst the gore was a single red rose. It dripped with the blood of the dead men. Not knowing what to do, who did this, or whether he/it might return to do the same to me, I took the rose and pressed on to Master Childe's.
It is on the way there that I meet Isrik. A boy of about 16, he tried to pick me up. I guess I was a challenge to him since I didn't understand what he was suggesting to me (I do now, but I will get to that later). In any case, he escorted me to Master Childe's.
What I found there was a surprise I will long remember. I knocked on the door, looking much the beggar, when a gentle man named Szandor (he is a grey elf) opened it. I told him who I was and who sent me. He took me in and I was immediately given clean clothing, a bath, and food. He also gave me my choice of rooms. When I asked what service I could do to repay Master Childe's kindness, he said that I was a guest and nothing was required of me. I have never been treated like that in my entire life. At dinner that evening, I met a centaur. Yes, a Centaur! His name is Arnim. He couldn't speak a speck of our language so Szandor gave him a medallion to help him. I also met a kenku named Droxie. Isrik was invited and stayed. I also met Daimon Childe.
What can I say about Daimon Childe? He has a commanding personality. He is the opposite of everything Fellis is. I have never met anyone like him or his servant Szandor. There are no undead walking around. There are no horrible screams of terror to hear in the night. There are no parties with cruel and vicious friends.
From what I have come to know of Daimon Childe since my arrival is that he is a gentle man. He looks at death as a way to understand life. I don't understand his addiction to the drug commonly called Nightcall. There is something sad and haunted about him. I think I can learn a lot from him.
We are all in need of money (Isrik, Arnim, and I), so we went in search of work, but that is a scarce commodity in Candor. We decided to answer a call for someone to go into the city's Hedge Maze to find a noble lady's lost daughter. The paper, The Etiolate Escutcheon, was offering a reward to anyone who would go in to find the girl and bring them the story. It looked like a good way to make some money, so ... It was on this adventure that I met the cleric of Bel. A boy by the name of Valmont. He is, I think, the same age as Isrik (who, by the way, I don't care much for).
In any case, it was on this adventure that I made enough to buy this journal, a new spellbook, and a few other things that I needed.
Before I get to the Hedge Maze, I need to say something here about the Red Rose incident. It happened again. I was harried for money on the street. I know it drives everyone crazy when I go out on my own, but I don't understand why. These guys wanted money. I told them I didn't have any and walked away. Then that horrible sound happened again and when I went back to look, the scene was much like the first one and in the middle of it was a red rose. I took the rose and returned to Daimon's where I told Szandor about the incident. He was perplexed by this and said that I should not go out by myself. I still don't understand. Anseis is a much more dangerous place than Candor and I never worried about walking alone there.
Anyway, what was I writing about? Oh yeah, the Hedge Maze. Droxie had been following us all day, being a real pain in the arse. Literally! Particularly to Arnim. He kept dropping pebbles and junk on Arnim's backside. I really didn't think this was very nice and I don't understand why he did it. Droxie left Candor shortly after our return to Daimon's.
The Hedge Maze is an interesting place. People get lost in it regularly. It was barely wide enough for Arnim to get through. He kept scraping his flanks on the briars. Poor thing ... man ... centaur. I tried to help by tying my cloak to his backside and it helped a bit. We made our way into the center of the maze, which turned out to be a giant spider's lair. The girl was there, but we almost died trying to get her out. I am glad that Valmont was there. We would be dead if it hadn't been for him. But I won't go into the gory details of battles here. Those are things that I don't want to remember.
The interesting thing about the adventure, was the spider's lair was disguised by a very involved illusion. We saw a very beautiful large house. It had many rooms and beautiful furniture. The spider was disguised by illusion to be a lovely and utterly charming lady. I had never seen illusions like this. Because of my field of magic, I can't cast spells like this. It amazd me that an illusion could be so real. You could not only see, but feel the house. Illusions are powerful magic, since they can bend a mind to see the things the caster wants them to see.
We found the girl. We killed the spider. Yes, we killed the spider, we returned the girl to her mother, then told the story to the paper. If memory serves me, Droxie found a coin or something to do with the Rakehell club.
Now that we have some money, Arnim has gone out and ordered some armor for himself, but he doesn't have enough yet to pay for it. Master Daimon let me copy some spells from his spellbook, which I now need to pay him for. Only the gods know what Isrik did, or is doing, with his money. All I know is that we need more. Isrik keeps alluding to some kind of work that I could do, but for the life of me, I don't know what it is.
By the way, Arnim is beginning to speak common. I have asked him to teach me centaur. Looks like it is time for dinner....
How do I get myself into these predicaments. The Escutcheon offered us more money to find out what was going on at the Rakehell club. It is the kind of club that is common in Anseis. It makes my skin crawl to think about it. Valmont is probably thinking the same thing.
When we got there the place was dark. There was nothing going on, which in itself was strange for this type of club. We tried to get in through the kitchen, but found it locked and barred. Isrik tried to unlock it, but couldn't. (He says he is a locksmith. Right!) Then we went around to the front. The door was guarded by this inanimate thing that tried to slice us. We fixed it so it could not do that anymore and realized that the door was ajar.
They stood there scratching their heads, trying to figure out what to do, so I looked in. What I saw made me sick. I have never seen that much carnage. In the middle of the room was a bloodgate. I hoped that people didn't do things like that here. It is common in Anseis. I wanted to help the poor fellow, but there was nothing I could do for him. I told the others what it was and what it meant (there was a demon around here somewhere maybe). We should have left then, but we didn't. We wanted to see if anyone was still alive. We found three beings, one human and the others, well, I am not sure what they were. Everyone else was dead.
The other thing that we found was a dagger which I have and have found out is magical. I don't know if Isrik found anything. We also found out that the place belonged to the Archmage Eidolon. Great! An archmage!
Down in the basement we found a hierodule and something that I am not sure what it was. It says its name is Sarbenet. He said he knew me from another time, but that time had not happened and that when it did, we wouldn't remember me from now. I really am confused. I think that I will investigate it at Mageholm.
In any case, it helped us fight this hierodule guy named Nightshade, who said he wanted to be the leader of things. Sarbenet and Rapier (the only other one alive in the club. I got him to help us by calling on his chivalrous nature). Rapier is a human and a weasel of a man. I don't know much about him and I don't think I want to.
When the fighting was over, we weren't sure what to do. So, I suggested that we go and get Daimon. That he might know what to do for the poor fellow that was the bloodgate and the rest of the carnage. Daimon was distressed by what he saw. I felt somewhat ashamed that I got involved in the whole thing. Technically, it could be said that we broke into the club. I do know that he had the archmage over here to talk about it. The man gives me the creeps. He is a drow and he is very powerful.
Daimon has given me many books to read and is trying to pick up where Fellis left off. He seemed distressed by the things that I knew and didn't know about necromancy. He took me out tonight with him to watch him animate some criminals who are now to serve the city by cleaning the streets. Fellis would never have done anything like that. Daimon has a love for life that I have never seen in anyone. I think I could spend a long time learning from him. He has told me of a couple of other necromancers that I could possibly learn from. One is named Tocair. Daimon told me that he specializes in genetics. I would be very interested in that. In the meantime, I have taken up lenscrafting. I got all the equipment that I need and I work on my single piece of glass each night after dinner.
Side note here. Isrik found a key in the Rakehell Club. We don't know what it is to, but I suppose we are bound to find out.
I think Isrik's lot in life is to make mine miserable. I wish I knew more. Szandor has told me about sex, but I have yet to understand it. I don't see why someone would want to do that. I don't much like touching people. I get strange feelings when I do. Anyway, I digress....
Tonight at dinner the subject of selling sex came up. Isrik says it is an easy way for women to make money. I don't understand why men want to buy sex from women. Particularly since it seems a good portion of the money they get goes to a man called a pimp or a woman called a madame.
I asked Arnim if he had done this, buy sex I mean, and he said not at all. It seems this is another area where centaurs differ from humans. Then I asked Master Daimon. I thought he was going to choke on his wine. Why do men get so upset when they talk about this? Isrik says he has never HAD to buy sex. He can get it when he wants it. The whole thing seems foolish and a waste of time.
Well, it seems we are on our way to another adventure. This is beginning to become a habit. Today, the Care Exaltant Tandal, brother of the Dominarch and Dominarch Regent Jash, asked us to go to Mythago Dale and see if we can find a friend of his named Carai. He is going to pay us 200 chrisae each whether we find him or not. He also says that Carai is an operative of his and that we are not to tell anyone about this. Carai has information about a possible spy in the palace. Tandal needs that information. We leave in the morning. He is providing us with all the equipment that we will need.
I'm on watch with Valmont. Gods, it's cold here and wet. It has rained ever since we left Candor. It reminds me of Anseis, though in Anseis there was always a hearth to warm me. The signs of war are everywhere. Burned out villages line the sea. And inland the people are attacking those who have the hierodule plague.
Valmont is a quiet sort. Usually the most he says is when he and Isrik are arguing about something. Arnim is fairly fluent with common now, and I am still working on learning centaur. I don't know why it is taking me more time to learn centaur than Arnim to learn common. Maybe it is because common is what we speak most of the time.
It is our third night out of Candor. We have come upon an inn, however, we were not welcomed. Seems there is a girl (her name is Kit) here that has the hierodule plague. Her brother (Evan) is taking care of her. I guess their parents are dead. The boy was afraid that we would try and kill her, like most of the village people around here are killing the plague victims.
I haven't written anything in a few days. We were attacked by a band of bandits, but managed to fight them off. We are now in Mythago Dale. The place is deserted. House after house is either burnt out or just plain vacant. I don't know where Carai is, but we are going to search the houses in the morning. I probably won't be able to write again till this is over. I hope it is over soon.
I don't believe that we are still alive, and at that we are just lucky. I thought that Arnim was a goner a couple of times, not to mention myself.
Isrik keeps calling me a murderer because when Valmont and I were trying to question an old lady, I cast a spell that caused her to have a heart attack. I feel really bad about that. Isrik, the asshole, will never let me live it down. If he fell off the face of the earth tomorrow, I wouldn't care.
Anyway, as best as I remember, we found a girl in the town church. She said her name was Mirya and that her brother was the overlord of the area and he was being held by the sahuagin. His name is Dorian. She showed us the way into the keep and in the keep we found Carai. The information that he was carrying was in the hands of Dorian and the sahuagin. It was a map of the palace of Candor and some other information. Perhaps, it is better that I have forgotten what it was.
Dorian was held by a spell cast by a magic-user named Nokiro. He was convinced that Nokiro was holding his sister hostage. We had a hard time telling him that the girl that was with us was his sister and that the girl being held was a servant girl. We killed 3 sahuagin and several humans. Nokiro and one sahuagin escaped. We are escorting Carai back to Candor with the information for Care Exaltant Tandal. We also found three vats of this thick black slimy stuff. We are giving some of it to Mageholm so they can have it analyzed. We gave some to Tandal.
I think I kind of like him. He wears the jacket of the man that he replaced, Ban Jaspin. The man's head exploded. The jacket has blood stains all over it, but Tandal wears it to honor his friend. Tandal seems to be that kind of person. He is exhausting all possibilities to find a cure for his sister, the Dominarch. He shows great care and loyalty for his friends and family. I think that is a very admirable quality.
We have just seen Tandal and he has paid us and thanked us for our work. He told us that we are not to speak of this to anyone. This is hard as I want to tell Daimon what has happened to us. Oh well, I guess I'll go back to my research.
It seems that while we were gone there were no more Red Rose killings. I have looked up everything I can and I can't seem to make a connection. The only thing I know is that what ever is doing this is doing it to protect me.
This is getting worse and worse. I can't live with these killings. Somehow I have to stop what ever is doing it and I can't seem to contact it. I don't have to fear walking the streets alone, but I fear for the people that I talk to. It seems that the least provocation will set it off. I have to do something before someone I care about is killed. I am surprised that Isrik is still alive considering the way we go at each other.
I don't believe this! Arnim, Isrik, Valmont, and I were arrested today. They are trying to charge me with the Red Rose murders. I keep telling them that I haven't done anything, but they don't believe me. They are also accusing us of being spies and selling information to the sahuagin cause we had the map of the palace, or rather the person who had it said he got it from us. I wonder where Tandal is. We need him!
If that isn't bad enough, this morning I found a dozen roses on the doorstep. I don't know where they came from and Daimon has left to go to Mageholm last night. He hasn't returned. I'll die if something has happened to him.
Fortunately, Szandor has bailed us out and Arnim, Isrik and Valmont are looking for a pleader. We are also trying to find Tandal, who appears to be out of town. The preliminary trial is tomorrow morning. I can't believe that Daimon is allowing us to stay with all the trouble we (no, not we, I) seem to get into....
I don't know how we managed it, but somehow Tandal got word of our trial and we were excused. The charges have not been completely dropped, but they are being suspended until further investigation can be done.
The Archmage Eidolon was at the trial and sitting next to him was the guy from Mythago Dale. The drow who is called Nokiro. I wonder what one has to do with the other. They both looked disappointed that we were released. I am worried. I don't need to be on the wrong side of an archmage.
It seems we have a new member to our household at Daimon's now. A hadjjin by the name of Grung. What a weird group we are here. A hadjjin, a centaur, an aseku (Szandor), and 4 humans (Valmont and Isrik don't live here, though).
I have been doing more research at Mageholm. There are many interesting magic books there.
Tonight, at dinner, the subject of sex came up again. Grung says I should just go out and do it and end the mystery. Maybe he is right, but the others are watching me all the time. I can't go anywhere without one of them with me. I think they are thinking that I am the Red Rose Murderer. I have to somehow prove them wrong.
Well, the mystery is ended. I know who the Red Rose Murderer is. What he is, I don't know. I also know that he thinks we are fated to be together. His name is Carnifex and I think he is a hierodule.
I went to an inn to ... well ... I met a very nice man, who looks a lot like Daimon. Don't ask why I chose him, but I did. We were going to his house and, well, I hear this voice say to me, "Don't do this to the one who loves you." I turned and there wasn't anyone there. We kept walking, till I decided that it would not be safe to go through with this.
I told Carnifex not to hurt him, but it did anyway after I had left with Szandor. Szandor showed up and fought this guy who I was going home with, like it matters to him who I am with. I don't understand this. Could Szandor ... no ....
Anyway, I snuck back out later and I found Carnifex. He told me who he was and that we were destined to be together and that he would hurt anyone who hurt me. I told him he has to stop. That by hurting people HE was hurting me.
Arnim's drawing pad from the Hedge Maze looks neat. I caught a couple of looks at it when he was looking at it. Interesting. I like Arnim. Actually, I like Isrik too, but I'll never tell him that. I don't know Grung well enough to decide yet.
Isrik's girlfriend was kidnapped tonight. Isrik had called on us, because someone or thing was following him. He didn't know why. We found out that it was after the key that Isrik found in the Rakehell Club. Seems it is the key that will open the city Cimarron. Cimarron is the legendary city of the lamia and no one really knows where it is, with the exception of the Oracle.
We were led to the Necropolis. There was a man there named Mas'hite. He is an hashishan. He wanted the key. Isrik told him that we didn't have it with us (we really did). I don't know why he wants it, but we drove him off and got back Isrik's girlfriend. I have a feeling this will not be the last time that we see him.
I have been doing some spell research lately. I need more necromantic spells, but I hesitate to ask Daimon, besides I can't really afford them at the moment. I just finished paying Daimon and the guild for the last spells I got. I think the thing I need to do is stay out of trouble for a while....
Tandal came over today. He wants us to go on another mission for him. This time we are to recover his father's sword and crown. It was lost at sea. Yes, at sea. Oh yeah, that slime we found, it enables one to breathe underwater. Isn't this handy. And we have just enough to get us from Candor to where his father's ship went down, and back again.
I don't believe this. If he wasn't so ... never mind.
So, the price is the same as before, 200 each. This time it will be Arnim, Isrik, Grung, Valmont and myself. We leave in the morning and we probably won't be back for a couple of months. The idea of going out on the ocean again doesn't thrill me, but we need the money. I won't be able to write much on this trip since it is underwater. Guess I'll leave my journal here. No sense taking it. It will only take up room and that is going to be limited.
I wish I could tell Daimon where we were going.
This will be a hard entry for me. There is so much to remember and a lot of it is awful. Grung, Isrik, and Susani are all dead. We've brought them back with us, but the price for raising them is so much. I don't have that much money. Tandal says that he will have Grung raised if I sign on with him. I think I am going to do that. I can't bear the idea that he is dead. Nor can I bear the idea that Isrik is dead. We have a few things that we can sell and hopefully that will pay for one of them. Susani's church is taking care of him. He was a selkie. One of the few that were not killed by the sahuagin.
I never want to go near the sea again. This was horrible. The city of Ambriel was probably once a beautiful city. It is sure that Tandal's father is dead. I was hoping that maybe we'd find him. We did find his sword and crown and have returned them to Tandal. He seemed to appreciate it, but there was a sadness in him. Maybe he was feeling the loss of his father, and his sister is still sick.
One interesting thing that did happen, was that we saw and killed the sahuagin that we saw in Mythago Dale.
We met up with a really weird creature. To Arnim and the others she looked like a very attractive female centaur, but to me she looked like a seaweed monster. Arnim was entranced by her and I think if we hadn't killed her he would have died too.
Tomorrow I will go and see Tandal and make the deal for Grung's raising.
There are many things to think about lately. I have come upon some interesting coincidences (for lack of a better word). I have started looking into the Ouija Board. The Ouija Board is an advisory branch of the government, made up of mages. The name is a joke. I have found out that the only members of it are The Onieromancer (whoever he is), Dominarch Regent Jash and the Archmage Eidolon. The Onieromancer sent his assistant back to his keep last year after the death of two of the board members. The thing is that those members were killed using the sahuagin slime that we used to go to Ambriel. You see, if you don't take it off when out of the water, it will suffocate the person wearing it.
The only other member of the Ouija Board that I can find out anything about died in a Duel Arcane some 20 or so years ago. I have heard that the Onieromancer has left Candor, because of political differences with Jash and Eidolon.
Isn't it interesting that Jash and Eidolon are the other members left in Candor.
We got Valmont to Carradale. When we got there the Temple of Bel had been burnt to the ground. The archon and the priest of Bel had been murdered and the lady archon was about to give birth. Along the way, however, we were waylaid by the mage Nokiro. He is now dead the the way to Crofty was pretty uneventful, with the exception of a grey elf named Cristoffaer Sable. He is the one that told me about the twins and the School of Nekros. He said I should go there...
So many things happened. Carai got the hierodule plague. I saw him in Crofty and then he disappeared. I don't know whether he is alove or dead. From there we went to Carradale and ended up involved in the events there. We left Valmont there and continued on then to the desert. We had a key that Isrik had given us and we wanted to find the Oracle.
I hate the desert. We did find her and she answered several questions for us. She told us there is no cure for the plague, but that it would burn itself out. She told us that the key to our new friend's quest was in the house of illusion in Candor. We assume that is Eidolon's house. It is called La Chateau du Phatasme. She also suggested that Eidolon is the world's darkest danger.
We had also heard that someone was making undead centaurs down south and decided that we would go and check that out, as we are in no way capable of taking on Eidolon. Oh, yeah, we were attacked in the desert by a band of thugs. All of them were Watchers. We kept a couple of pairs of eyeballs and the Onieromancer wants them.
Anyway, we headed south and were not far from the Temple of the Oracle
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I hurried the others out of the house with a promise that I would meet up with them as soon as possible, but that there were several things that I needed to take care of, so it might be a couple days.
Once they were gone, I returned to my room and changed into a clean shift, wrapped myself in my shawl, and went back to Daimon's room. I lit a candle and sat down to wait. I was hoping that what I remembered about liches was true and figured that Daimon was probably paralyzed. In any case, I waited to see what would happen and though at times I could taste the fear rising in me, I fought back the thoughts, convinced that even in this state Daimon would not hurt me.
Outside the heavily shuttered and curtained windows of Daimon's private chambers the sun slowly sank behind the ivy-covered walls of Candor. As the shadows lengthened, Daimon suddenly sat upright. His eyes glowed with deathfire and turned toward me, and suddenly I felt a mortal fear of the undead creature before me that sent shudders up my spine. As I started to shrink backwards, the deathmask vanished, to be replaced with Daimon's familiar features, somewhat more careworn than before. Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him unclench one of his hands.
But all he did was ask me how my trip had gone, so I told him.
I am sorry that I broke into Daimon's house and room. It's just after everything that had happened to us, I was worried about him and Szandor. I couldn't imagine where he had gone. The house was dusty and so quiet. We were sort of expecting that a lady centaur that we met in Crofty would be here. When I checked his door and found it locked ... well ... I Knocked it. I thought that maybe Eidolon had come after him since he had given us refuge and ... well ... I saw him on the bed and I ... I told the others to leave. That he wasn't here and that I would meet them in a couple of days. I tried to touch him to see if he had died and ... well ... it was like he was so cold he was sucking out my life heat. That's when I knew he wasn't alive anymore but wasn't dead either.
I asked him why he'd done it to himself, because I couldn't believe it was for power, with the exception of the power to defeat the twins. He has to know that I will do anything I can to help and I would give my life to protect him.
He told me about his wife and the twins and how he swore to get her back. It wasn't until months later that he realized the twins had killed him in that fight.
We are leaving today for Snow. We have hired dog sleds to take us there. I have never seen a sled so I don't know what it will be like. The other thing we did was hire an all-female (with one exception) team. Grung was really upset by this. He seems to have little use for females except for mating.
That is something that I have not done again. My encounter with Joe was nice but it lacked something I think. I have faced the fact that I did it cause I was drink and also to get Grung off my back. Enough of this ... one thing I will note here is the attraction of Arnim to Epharim and that of Taryn to Skyrim. I think Taryn wanted Skyrim to come with us and I know Arnim wanted the same. Instead, Epharim is staying at Arnim's in Candor for a while and keeping an eye on things. I know that centaurs mate for life. This would be a nice thing, I think, for Arnim, cause it would mean he has found acceptance from one of his own people. He needs that!
Well, more later....
We are on our way to Snow again, having solved the drow's problems. The losses to the drow were heavy and I guess I have mixed feelings about that. It would be a shame for a whole race of people to face extinction. Their cause was noble. They believe the end of the world is coming. However, to highjack anyone that happens by to defeat your foe is wrong.
I am having a little trouble dealing with the idea that I died. I know this happens to everyone and I don't think that I fear it, but I had hoped I wouldn't experience it myself till I was much older. It was heartening to hear that Grung was the one insisting that I be raisd and now that I have enough money to pay off Tandal, I will let that debt go. I never thought Grung owed me anything for his raising. I know he knows that I did it, but I feel more equal to him now (that isn't the right term, but I can't explain it any other way). I think I know why Isrik quit now. Sigh.
In any case, we all have learned something. We have seen monsters that we haven't seen before and know how to destroy them (what fun). We fought the Dark, Snow Spiders, Cloakers (that's what killed me), Driders, and some kind of dragon wyrm thing. We are learning to work as a team instead of as individuals. I am learning more about life. I still don't like being touched, but ....
Another thing. Grung was up to his usual. He suggested that Daimon and I ... well, you know. Daimon said he thought of me more as a daughter. I like that! Something in me wants to make him proud of me.
I am relieved that I now have enough to pay Tandal. A part of me wants to know him in a different way than I have known him. The man at Eidolon's party that looked like him made me realize that. I did get something that Tandal might be able to use. I copied all the driders' notes on Matrix Gates (why do I want to impress him?) (Maybe a link to Eidolon?).
We have lost time, though, about a week. I think I hate the snow. I also acquired some clothing from that city that should keep me warm throughout this journey.
We also acquired 2 spell books (from the drider) and 10 scrolls. I am giving half of the scrolls to Arnim and the spellbook I got from the drider. It has mostly illusion spells (fat lot that will do me).
I think I am looking forward to seeing the School of Nekros. I may learn a lot, I may learn nothing. We'll have to wait and see, but I will help Daimon and I will find Szandor!
[JOURNAL ENDS HERE, ALTHOUGH TWILIGHT'S ADVENTURES DID NOT.]
