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Artemai Journals 1-10Entry 1
I have decided to keep this journal to record my travels, so that someday, someone will find this, and know that I became more than what everyone thought of me... I am Artemai, from the village of Eiren'Ha. It is a small town, in a very wet forest. It rains often, and I am going to leave soon. Tomorrow to be precise. That way the moon will be my guide.
I have left Eiren'Ha. The village is not for me. Ever since the orphanage burned down, things have been hard on us all. I'm not entirely sure what started the fire, but I do know that everyone blames me because of my new abilities. I found a hut of a now deceased hermit, and in it I found books. I never learned to read or write in common, but somehow I have been able to comprehend this language. The ghost of the hermit calls it "Arcane". Well he did. Before I left. But that's another story I'll probably tell later.
I encountered a very strange girl. She calls herself "Khi" and she can read and write what I can, an
Artis AnalasysArtis' actions and surroundings fit the mold of a quintessential "tragic hero," excluding the lack of a tragic flaw as of the end of encounter with Canield. As with many tragedies, all of the major traumatic events that occur within the hero's life are wholly beyond his control. First and foremost, there's the fact that his "father" is one of the most inconsiderate and uncaring beings that ever lived. Secondly, his entire life had been jump started to his late teens, allowing no room for maturing. Third, the one key ingredient to what he believes to be his soul purpose in life, lies in the hands of someone who is sided with the one person Artis hates most. Fourth, the return of his "father"'s bloodline (Arayai), will cause him to begin losing his internal struggle with his angry emotions. Fifth, the appearance of Arayai prompts him to become strong enough to betray her when Artemai sought her out, due to her mother. Lastly, Caniel's interferance will cause him to do nothing more than f
Vanguard, Chapter 1: DuncanDuncan's Journal: Day 1288
I consider myself a good man. I respect women, elders, my equals, and the dead. I say a morning prayer, and an evening one. Hell, I even thank the gods for a meal, instead of immediately chowing down in the voracious manner as the other soldiers here do. By all logical means, I should be in paradise. No really, not just because I'm a good man, but also because I should be dead by now. So I ask myself: why, oh gods up there, have I ended up in hell?
1288 days. 1288 days of my life have been spent in this misery, and I'm beginning to lose faith in the glory I was promised. Some of the rookies still live in their ignorant bliss, but I've lived long enough to realize that there's not much glory to find here. “Sing the songs of glory and march into battle—-join The Crusade today!”. Such were the words of the posters The Crusade has spread all over The Mortal Realm. Gullible fools practically stand in line for these songs of glory that th
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