Secilia
~A Stronger Path~
- My mind has been muddled for the longest time… I felt confident, sure….that what I was doing was right, everything I was doing we leading me on the path to end so much suffering and end a curse that could ruin so many lives just as it did mind….but ever since leaving Wei Jang, to the horridly dark place…filled with undead…I’ve become so much more unsure
- It was nice to finally see the place of my mother’s birth…Thanks to Inara, though learning about my mother and her exile…I need to learn more….I knew Inara would be cross with me after she told me to stay put….but I need to no more…something isn’t right…why was she actually exiled?
I have recorded my thoughts in sometime, so reflecting of everything is difficult…again, my mind; my thoughts, they are all jumbled up and I can’t make heads or tails of anything right now. Would ending this undead curse actually just lead to more suffering? Are the souls we saved actually doomed?
Fuck this god-awful demon, I was such a stupid kid, to believe power would not come at a price and I’ve been paying for it ever since.
The three humiliations…The abomination in the church…Is all this actually worth it?...No, I can’t have doubts now….things may be different now but my goal is still the same…there may just be…some extra steps now before I can fully complete it.
That fucking clown…The one that was there when I first met Inira…Inira… I was always wary of her, but to try to convince me to forego my whole quest to stop the undead curse? Is she mad?! I hope in my distress I misheard her request…No matter the outcome, this curse is a curse and I will only see it for what it is; and it needs to end.
But back to that clown…My friends…How did he get his pauldron? What has befell the rest…I saw him…on the battle field…one of them…I couldn’t have been him…but it was too familiar…..
This battle for the bridge has drained me…I know there is more…and we have reinforcements now…There is still so much more to do…Am I doing anything right? Dekar wants to help end my patron…so much more so since he had that vision in that place...that pool? Springs? I don’t remember, I did not want to enter there…but he saw something that shook him… He told me about how the souls were being tortured and consumed in a hellish place…Where all my doubts started.
But I had to make a decision…Grimaldus as performed the rites to indoctrinate me into the Chord faith. My pendant…It’s broken now…I am sorry Hasim, I know you liked the tricks it let you pull off but I can’t risk his eyes prying and his manipulation controlling my every moves. I need to move on and pave my own path and control my own actions…I need to do this myself….that is with the help of some wonderful new friends I’ve met…I need to be stronger so these friends to meet the same fate as…you guys did….
But God, I hope what I am doing is right. Who knows what this will mean from now on… I am sure this patron won’t be too happy….
Stay strong Secilia…It’s only going to get worse.
Friends?
The events of Alfarid is just kind of all a blur now. There was so much going on, I really can't make heads or tails of it.
I haven't been in a group of capable travelers and fighters for sometime now...and even then...
no one survived....
I was worried that this hydra fight would be such the same...I tired to disconnect myself from it...
I lost my family...
My friends...
That Goliath...it's been so long ... and all I've done is just block it all out...even his name escapes me...
But if it weren't for him, I may not have even made it this far...
If I become to attached...will the past repeat it's self?
And my patron...the vile creature. he is becoming more active.
What is he plotting? Or am I getting closer to finding a way to stop him that he is beginning to worry?
That aside....Now that I am in the place...Wei Jang? did he call it?
Though as sickening as it feel here with all the undead...There may be a wealth of information that can aid me in finding a way to end this undead curse...That and that interesting staff or rod....Anything to help me end this curse...both the undead and mine...
Maybe away to consecrate the land of my home town...save it from it's fate...How I wish to know of my childhood friends...do they still live?
Too ashes to this all... It's maddening to keep thinking of the past...
Maybe one day I can start a real life for myself...rid myself of this horrid creatures hold...
Should I continue on a path of wizardry or sorcery? Should I just retire after all is said in done...become a baker...or a tavern owner...Oh the tales I'll tell.
This is but a distant wish right now...I must stay focus...
-Looking at her talisman- -addressing her self- Secilia, you need to open up more...get to know your companions.
Inara is an elf with some powerful spells...She seems to know a lot about elven culture...maybe she can help me know more about my heritage...I really don't even know much of her.
Inira... Such an interesting creature...she employs the undead to do her dirty work....but yet she doesn't seek to forsake man kind...Can I trust this type of magic? she hasn't given me any reason not to.
Grimaldus seems to have the power of healing as well...though he does not seem he focuses purely on that...He like he seeks "war"...Did he say his god is dead? I want to know more...following the faith of a dead god...or is he even following it at all...Though I suppose it would be nice not to feel restrained by a patron... I must know more.
Dekar , This man, not too talkative...Just like Inira, I've met him on past travels but yet to really be able to really get to know him...He seems focused on a single task as I am...and he seemed very enthused about helping rid me of my patron...or it could just be the pleasure he derives from killing gods...either way...whatever his motivation...If it helps me kill this damned monsters...I will not deny the help....I just hope he won't face the same fate as my old companions.
Rowan, ever the curious thing. I like her...she is fun...She does seem to get off track, but she does have a goal in mind, and a grand one indeed! Maybe there is something I can do to help her. Though she seems to have the fearless conviction of a child, always ready to go into that unknown...I just keep remembering...she went off into that forest with that random mushroom...We need to keep an eye on her....or she may even surprise us.
Hasim -- He knows a lot about this land...he could be a well of information ...though it seems he gets himself into a lot of trouble.....It's still tragic what happened to his wife...and now he won't be able to see his child grow ... Maybe there is something I can do to try to help him in the future...he's help our group so much so far...his knowledge of this land ... and his questionable connections... I must give back some how.
And last... Uriel... I don't know if I can even call you a friend... an other worldly being....may guardian who has been protecting me...Common goals.... Wherever our path leads us...and where ever our journey ends together.... You've been here for me the longest, and you survived just like me...if not to you... but to me,
you are my friend.
~Thoughts of Secilia~
-A Hafla? Booze and food? I am quite parched, but I could never bring my self to partake in such drunken festivities lest I want my senses to be dulled
-An orgy? I may not know much of sexual exploits, but I do understand context, though from what I’ve heard of these orgies, I wonder what the actual point in them are…
-Books upon books … but nothing more than dusty page bound between leather. The seller could not offer me much more than I already know about The Undead Curse, though some of the pages could lead to some interesting reads…Though it seemed as Inira and Inara found something of use for in their endeavors. There is thought, caught wealth of knowledge I can gain from Inara about my elven ancestry. Though, in such a society, how welcomed would a half breed such as I, be.
-Oh, it’s that gnome. I was beginning to grow rather fond of her. I’m glad to see her back in our company.
-Hmmm, her tales from Rowan’s excursions does not bode well for us. This hydra…it seems we may be fated to encounter it whether we like it or not.
-Our group seems to be ever expanding, though with the woes we continue to face I can’t say that I don’t welcome it…but I don’t know Grimaldus too well, so I don’t know how well we can trust this “Yahiro”; his wife and himself though, both seem rather odd.
-Such a loud voice; must have used some manner of spell to achieve this. The women and child seemed very uneasy too. Hasim seemed to know what was going on…things are starting to get tense. We may have gotten the attention we’ve fervently been seeking
-Damian? Who is this Damian that Grimaldus speaks of?
-The Hafla has started. I must stay strong. The smell…The smell of booze in the air…it’s sickening.
-A drinking contest? How savage…but intriguing…and now Rowan is joining? Though I feel Dekar may have more of chance, I’d like to see the gnome have chance, if not win! … Though Uriel might look poorly upon this decision, I think I’ll give her my talisman to give her a boon…Might as well find some fun in this “Hafla”.
-It’s time for the debate….I will head with Hasim. Yahiro and Rowan are accompanying us as well. While the others stayed and attend to this fighting match…I have a bad feeling…I should leave my talisman with someone…Even with it’s dark tidings…It is still a boon that aids me still to this day…What is my patron after…
-This priest…This tower…Is it not that same tower Rowen spoke of…The one the Hyrda will claw up…Everything we need to continue…The knowledge that we seek…It is in there…And I feel as if though this priest will not let us pass so easily.
-These attacks, this priest…He is strong…I feel for now I must take the back seat, for if I don’t attend to Hasim’s wounds he may parish in battle…Let the Celestial Light heal his wounds…
-He is defeated…though it seems the fighting back down towards the town has intensified…I feel things may have taken the turn for the worst for the rest…
~After teleporting to Inara~
-What is going on…Where did this wizard come from…It seems as if though everyone is hell bent on stopping….but he is getting away… Uriel, dear friend…This time I need your Aim rather than you might…Take up your bow…Let you shots strike true.
-Uriel has struck him down …. I shall have him grab the items off his corpse…There might be something to them that might aid me in my quest…Though without the knowledge…I may need help from some to ascertain their effects.
-That noise…What could it be…. Rowan’s words are beginning to ring true…This fight is
A Long Road
My travels have brought me to the den of some old ancient vampire. Though, she seems to stave off the need to feed on the blood of the living, I can’t imagine living a life suffering both the curse of undeath and hunger. Even though I find it repulsive, I can’t help to feel remorse for this Ostrava. I pray that one day she finds peace. But once you become undead, I don’t think there is any turning back. I think I will try to ask Inara tonight if she knows anything else of this undead curse. Maybe she knows something I don’t know.
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Well, I’ve learned not to interpret Irina during her meditation. Being half-elf and not having a mother for most my life, I am still unfamiliar with this “trance”. Though, she can’t blame me, everyone else seemed to have ignored her need for rest to bother her for something. Oh well, she hasn’t told me much of anything that I did not already know. I still wonder if all this is pointless… I will approach Inira when the time is right. For now, I think I will focus on what Ostrava just told me... The Watchers? Who are they really and what is this “Black Jackal” really after... I think it’s time to sleep.
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We are now traveling North-East to Alfarid. Hassim and Grimaldis seem to know a lot about this land. Though I’ve only known them for a short time, I feel something off about Hassim. It could be nothing. Though he has been upfront, so many things I am unsure of. But I am a foreigner in these lands; so, I must trust both their guidance if I am to survive and get the answers I am looking for. Grimaldis seems to be an intense individual as well… Gods, using us as puppets. Would we truly be better with out them?
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After my chat with Inira, Inara and Dekar come up to me with very troubling questions. What was my patron doing in Dekars dreams? What is he planning? Every time I think I’m getting closer to an answer, my patron seems to surprise in the more horrific ways. I am sure it knows what I am planning and my feelings toward it. But even though Dekar seemed eager to help me kill a “God”, are we even capable of such a feat? I would like to know more of what Dekar can do. From what I experienced on our travels with those … “dwarfs” ... He has proven a very capable fighter. I must be honest about my who I am if everyone is going to trust me…and for once, I felt a kindred nature in Inara, even if minuscule; It’s the first time I’ve felt something like this in a while. Mother… Father...
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