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  • Shey's Diary, Page One

    Auntie always told me that they would be back. That they would come with monsters on the wind and fire in the sky. Even with all of her warnings I never could have prepared for what happened. For what I've seen so far. I know that she is safe, I know that …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Two and Three

    *PAGE TWO* Damn them! Useless pigs! self serving vicious mockeries of civil men! Fiends, all of them, with horned heads so far up their-- AGH! Damn them to whatever underworld they wish but damn them all! I will see their ancestor's graves drowned in …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Four

    And just like that I'm a lad again, nine years old, my only worry is for clear skies, and bird songs, and maybe for Tia to respond to my love letter. Then all of that evaporates, skies choked with ash, the way my father cries when he hears of my mother's …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Five

    [[:tajen | Tajen]] seems lovely. And [[:dakers-gallo | Dakers]] seems like a stalwart fellow. I am happy to have their help, truly, and I'm sure they'll fit in with our dreary band of rag-tag couriers. [[:orvas-hurt | Orvas]] seems as surefooted and …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Six

    Rats are surprisingly conversational. Or at least that's the way [[:tajen | Tajen]] presented them. Either way I am still not sure that that whole experience wasn't just a rage fueled fever dream, but Ul's sour temperament suggests that it was real. …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Seven

    [[:rand | Rand]] did not enjoy the meditation. He demands that I recognize the fact that I am possibly a demon of some form. Okay. That's a possibility. I fit many of the criteria. Honestly I just think that he refuses to take responsibility for himself. …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Eight

    Once still waters churn like fresh blood, Indignant currents throw their childish tantrum, The sky cries hot and furious, Rage streaks down, igniting the imperious land and boiling the vexed sea, Sails billow, matching the storms challenge, Above …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Nine

    And here we are again, another dreary trek through unfamiliar and unfriendly territories. The snow is thick and the ice is clear. I can feel the breath of my benefactor heating my skin and keeping me safe, but he has been silent since we left [[Fire …

  • Shey's Dream

    Tumbling, turning, no colours, no blackness, just feeling. I feel like wretching but i have no stomach to turn. Everything is clammy and turned around, and then I open my eyes. Im in the gallo manor, my bed feelings like sand, fleas hop absent mindedly …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Ten

    Days blur into one another. Though the visions are gone my mind stays clouded, my hands shake, my eyes dart, my tongue and lips mumble. The meaning of my dream was all too clear, but I need to find out the the reasoning behind it. To be quite frank I am …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Eleven

    Blood begets blood, Waiting for the thaw, The ice holds back a crimson flood, They gnash their teeth and start to claw, Drowns worker's fields to viscous mud, Whips clasped in pretty hands bourgeois, And hammers down a coffin's stud, That strike …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Twelve

    So here we are, some ragtag group of weary wanderers waiting woefully for wrathful warriors to weight down upon us. The Mountain air forging frigid footsteps, forgotten fires frozen from furious flurries, fangs of formless, faceless, fiendish foes …

  • Shey's Diary, Page Thirteen

    That went surprisingly well, to be honest. I mean, I don't doubt the combative prowess of my companions, but that more or less went off without a hitch, which seems uncharacteristically lucky knowing us. I mean, we could return to [[Gallo's Fend | …

  • Shey

    Shey was born in Innenotdir to a human father and an elven mother. He fled to [[Gate Pass | gatepass]] during the genocide, during which his mother was killed, his father dying of grief and illness not long after. He started developing strange powers, as …