Thread Closed
((A Journal entry pulled from my Tumblr for its relevance to the post))
I sleep the dreamless sleep, with nothing but terror and uncertainty to accompany me in my waking moments. If I could, I would make things as they were in Orthard whole once again, when we were free to roam the lands with my sword brothers and sisters without fear of the Garleans and to deliver justice where it is due.
I rarely give council to anyone about my inner thoughts ave this journal, one which has served me well and let me sort out my own thoughts.
My sword brothers and sisters who came with me to Eorzea from Orthard, or what is left of the Ortharian sect anyways, have all aclimated to normal life, working normal job's as craftsman or laborers. Some have even started family's since they came out. A risky move on their part but after being driven from Orthard, most just wanted to settle down. That is their choice, and I respect it.
A few suns ago, I met with Kale Anderson, an Immortal Flames officer who I have crossed blades with once in a bid to silence him with death but have since made up with him and have become uneasy friends, have passed onto him a thesis about the Ortharian order and some of our history in the hopes that if we should ever run into trouble or public opinion is incited against us that the Flames will come to our aid. This was not to gain friends but to protect our order should any of my sword brothers and sisters ever become targets by the uneducated, common masses.
Ignorance of our power is widespread. Any who see us fight are quick to assume that we are void possessed and label us as dark magicians of a sort, so informing the flames of our existence may have been a reckless strategy but it was necessary in the event to keep them from attacking us for the wrong reasons and support us for the right reasons.
The sword-brothers and sisters names were stricken from the records to hide their identity from the flames so I am the only one whos existence they know about.
Kale is only a flame Lieutenant and says that he cannot promise if his betters will except our existence but it works out better this way. In the event that they do not approve of us, they will only come after me but if they accept our kind then we may create the foundation for cooperative activities in the future should they require my abilities. In the end, this will only reveal to each other who is the friend or foe.
Matters in the shroud have grown worse. Me and Leanne will be scouting out the prison of Thousand Maws. If my suspicion is right, there will be a wellspring of void energy and where there is a wellspring, there is powerful voidsent. If we kill said powerful voidsent, I can use its freshly killed corpse in a blood ritual and the magic strength of its blood should enhance my ability's to sense darkness and be able to locate where most of our targets are at. Then it should be a simple manner of hunting them down. The Dark will not be able to hide them from me.
That however, will only happen should we find that we can make our way deep into the prison without severe resistance. In the end, we simply need to locate a powerful voidsent for the ritual to be possible. No need to rush these matters yet unless situations in the shroud grow even more dire.
I will be leaving tomorrow with miss Liadan and sir Zanzan. The thief said he would take us to his associates and this might reveal secrets hidden in all this madness. It could also be a trap in which case we will be sorely outmatched. Who knows, but hopefully the interaction will be relatively peaceful.
Im going to write a letter to miss Liadan. Its best we set our diffrences aside before we head off to a possible trap. I know that I hate how Gridanian's worship their stupid tree's but I think it would be better to just get over my own issues with them and accept that we are in this mess together. Not that I need her to accept the apology, but that will at least clear the air between us. Hopefully.
Anyways, I will write more soon.
PS -- if anyone is reading this journal after pulling it off my dead body should I die or be dead, please burn it as these are my own private matters and thoughts and should not be intruded upon. Will reward you if I see you in the afterlife if you do so.
______________________________________________________________________
((A Letter to Liadan))
Miss Liadan
I am sorry for my behavior during out last encounter. It was rude of me and I said those things not out of personal malice but out of a sort of condition I have, sometimes which I have no control over or have a hard time controlling.
However, due to the coming event of meeting with the thieves friends, I believe we should set aside our personal grievances and experiences with each other so that we might have better synergy should we have to fight. I do not expect it but regardless, I would like to know that my back will be covered as would I cover yours.
You do not need to reply to this letter, but it is okay if you do all the same.
I sleep the dreamless sleep, with nothing but terror and uncertainty to accompany me in my waking moments. If I could, I would make things as they were in Orthard whole once again, when we were free to roam the lands with my sword brothers and sisters without fear of the Garleans and to deliver justice where it is due.
I rarely give council to anyone about my inner thoughts ave this journal, one which has served me well and let me sort out my own thoughts.
My sword brothers and sisters who came with me to Eorzea from Orthard, or what is left of the Ortharian sect anyways, have all aclimated to normal life, working normal job's as craftsman or laborers. Some have even started family's since they came out. A risky move on their part but after being driven from Orthard, most just wanted to settle down. That is their choice, and I respect it.
A few suns ago, I met with Kale Anderson, an Immortal Flames officer who I have crossed blades with once in a bid to silence him with death but have since made up with him and have become uneasy friends, have passed onto him a thesis about the Ortharian order and some of our history in the hopes that if we should ever run into trouble or public opinion is incited against us that the Flames will come to our aid. This was not to gain friends but to protect our order should any of my sword brothers and sisters ever become targets by the uneducated, common masses.
Ignorance of our power is widespread. Any who see us fight are quick to assume that we are void possessed and label us as dark magicians of a sort, so informing the flames of our existence may have been a reckless strategy but it was necessary in the event to keep them from attacking us for the wrong reasons and support us for the right reasons.
The sword-brothers and sisters names were stricken from the records to hide their identity from the flames so I am the only one whos existence they know about.
Kale is only a flame Lieutenant and says that he cannot promise if his betters will except our existence but it works out better this way. In the event that they do not approve of us, they will only come after me but if they accept our kind then we may create the foundation for cooperative activities in the future should they require my abilities. In the end, this will only reveal to each other who is the friend or foe.
Matters in the shroud have grown worse. Me and Leanne will be scouting out the prison of Thousand Maws. If my suspicion is right, there will be a wellspring of void energy and where there is a wellspring, there is powerful voidsent. If we kill said powerful voidsent, I can use its freshly killed corpse in a blood ritual and the magic strength of its blood should enhance my ability's to sense darkness and be able to locate where most of our targets are at. Then it should be a simple manner of hunting them down. The Dark will not be able to hide them from me.
That however, will only happen should we find that we can make our way deep into the prison without severe resistance. In the end, we simply need to locate a powerful voidsent for the ritual to be possible. No need to rush these matters yet unless situations in the shroud grow even more dire.
I will be leaving tomorrow with miss Liadan and sir Zanzan. The thief said he would take us to his associates and this might reveal secrets hidden in all this madness. It could also be a trap in which case we will be sorely outmatched. Who knows, but hopefully the interaction will be relatively peaceful.
Im going to write a letter to miss Liadan. Its best we set our diffrences aside before we head off to a possible trap. I know that I hate how Gridanian's worship their stupid tree's but I think it would be better to just get over my own issues with them and accept that we are in this mess together. Not that I need her to accept the apology, but that will at least clear the air between us. Hopefully.
Anyways, I will write more soon.
PS -- if anyone is reading this journal after pulling it off my dead body should I die or be dead, please burn it as these are my own private matters and thoughts and should not be intruded upon. Will reward you if I see you in the afterlife if you do so.
______________________________________________________________________
((A Letter to Liadan))
Miss Liadan
I am sorry for my behavior during out last encounter. It was rude of me and I said those things not out of personal malice but out of a sort of condition I have, sometimes which I have no control over or have a hard time controlling.
However, due to the coming event of meeting with the thieves friends, I believe we should set aside our personal grievances and experiences with each other so that we might have better synergy should we have to fight. I do not expect it but regardless, I would like to know that my back will be covered as would I cover yours.
You do not need to reply to this letter, but it is okay if you do all the same.
From Sarnai Kha
"You can either take your time to understand who I am and what I am OR you can die. Horribly. Your choice." - Sarnai Kha