OOC: Before you lies a beautiful redleather imbound book with the stencil of a whip over a laurel wreath. This journal is secret and its content and information obtained here may NOT be used in IC rp purposes.

- if you mean that you have read Tsesarias's journal send me a tell before using any of the information given here.
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mandag den 6. juni 2016

Book I - Page 6

By all the nine layers of hell to be so rude... He didn't even want to listen... Saying he knew the source and he didn't know me. He was only afraid that I might be right or maybe that I would heard the person?
Well it being a blood sucker narrows the field, now to find out which one and pray the goddess I am the stronger one...

Well the rumors could have been true if the chance had presented itself, Like Laz he is one of the few I have meet down here that interest me... There is something more...

Only a little handful of all I have met so fare has sparked that interest and most of them I cannot touch for the time being. I need to know the city better, I need to gain allies and maybe even friends?

Laz again did not show.. Why do I keep getting goated like this.. Why do I even give he the extra consideration?

Later when he finds out about my ire against his kin, he was sure as night fast enough to want to see me... Again sitting alone waiting.. again the sting of rejection...
This is the last time I will let him play me for a fool, the last. I cannot go around killing because my rage takes over... I have spent so long getting all these emotions in check... Emotions I did not posses before my fall... Rage, Desire, Lust, Envy.. Pride

And now it seems I am loosing my control over them.. I am slipping...

But he has made me remember some of the feelings that were so precious to me before, he has given me back a little piece of what I once was... And I can only be grateful for that though it will properly end up being my demise.

I promised I would not kill any of his kin before we had  had a chance to talk... Depending on him I hope I can keep that promise...

/A

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