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I haven't gotten a chance to write in this little thing, perhaps it's simply my work that keeps me so busy. It's a very fascinating field, I don't know why others dislike it so. Perhaps due to the fact that Necromancers had a large role in nearly wiping out the entire world... Perhaps they are not to blame then. Many of the magi are quite terrible down here, but they leave me to my own devices.
I managed to find a suitable reason to break away from Tavren and the White Sun, for he is joining the Argent Crusade. For whatever reason, I'll never know. Perhaps it'll be a chance to gather information on them, or attempt to destroy it from the inside. Frankly, I do not care. Without being shackled to his group, I'm closer to finally getting out of this crypt.
Sent a letter to Annabelle, I do hope she finds it. It gets rather lonely down here... The dead don't speak much, and the only people who want to talk to me are simply talking business. Isabella is the only special case... But she doesn't count. I might have to silence her for good, if I can not manage to quell her insane mind. I'll research into it, at least give me something fresh to do. It'll help with the headaches she gives me as well...
I should be seeking Snack out sometime again, I haven't spoke to her in a while. I want to learn what she can teach me, and be gone. This process has carried on longer than I had first thought, but I won't rush her. Would be only asking for my death in a careless mis-fire of a spell.
No sign of Berenice yet. I do believe she has finally met her end. I hope, because if she comes back... I'm unsure of how things will go.
I suppose I shall get back to work on my newest construct, a woman, young, possibly a priestess. I found her outside of the Catacombs, freshly killed. Her soul is always stored in a quartz stone, I simply need to complete the repairs to her body, and then force the soul back into it. Success is likely. I'll write the aftermath of it later, for now, more stitching.
I haven't write in this little journal of mine for a long while. Many things have occurred, I'll attempt to write them all down.
First off, I have been conducing business between Tavren and Marianna. So far, neither have found out about my cross-dealings. Hopefully it'll stay that way. It is a great boon with both sides feeding me objects of power, and other sorts of items. I still require Shadow Law back from the Archmagi that follows Tavren. I do hope he hasn't taken it for himself.
Marianna died at Tavren's wedding, which she attempted to crash. Navren, came out of nothing and attacked her. He came on a bike, which I ordered Putran to steal. It was impressive, for the short moment I had it to myself. Lilian entertains me greatly.
Lilian is the woman I found from the river, she has proved to be a useful undead construct. I have replaced her fingernails with Saronite claws. The metal was remasted, so it doesn't cause the madness that normal kind would. I got it from Astus. Lilian, looks just like Annabelle.
Annabelle. The woman hasn't changed, though that Uthaniel seems to be at her side every time I see her. I noticed a ring upon her left hand when I saw her at the wedding..
Perhaps, I know Uthaniel had some passion for her. I simply didn't expect him to go through with it. He'll out live her tenfold, perhaps he plans to move on to the next woman once she is dead and gone. I do not know his thinking, nor that why Annabelle said yes. But, I have been gone for a long time. Maybe Uthaniel being one to comfort her brought the two together. We shall see how it develops in the future.
Personally, the time apart from each other have left me feeling empty when Miss Greene comes into mind, nothing like the lush feelings I had before. I do believe it might have something to do with the shadow meditations I complete daily. Or, I moved on.
I don't feel the need to love, but I do have a sense of being lonely. I don't have a lust for the warmth of a woman, but rather the companionship between the two. A trust, a bond, with man and woman. An equal, someone I can speak freely to without judgment or fear that she might stab me in the back the day later.
.. Perhaps this is foolish to think about. I should focus on my training. I am almost finished, Snack says. I shall attempt to complete it next week, while I practice the new spells I have learned.
I must finish this, Lilian is begging for attention. She took some damage when I used her to torture a Kaldorei Beast Master. I must attend to some of her other wounds. I shall attempt to keep this updated more often.
The following page is rather clean, save for a few fingerprints in blood.
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I haven't been writing in this as much as I wanted, many things are actively going on that has drawn my attention from this little journal of mine.
First and foremost, Berenice. She has randomly appeared months after her disappearance. It was a shock to see her knocking upon my chamber door, even more when she still wants me to love her vile self. I do not understand the compassion she tells me of, after the horrors she has brought upon me. Not to mention that she is undead, I would've thought that those emotions would've passed when she entered undeath. Interesting indeed... However, I shall deal with Berenice for now, she is a powerful ally but also a dangerous one. Her shadow powers are toying with some of the Echo, making them loyal to her alone.. I may have to kill her once more in order to secure my position as the head of the Echo. I will need their -undying- support in the future.
Another note, my sister was captured by Kafgar, and was tortured without my knowing of her true being. Now, she is a shell. Her mind seemingly gone, doesn't even respond to my voice anymore. I brought her to Miss Greene to see if her Light could help her, but only the wounds were cleansed. I shall attempt to use a shadow priest to enter her mind to fix whatever lies broken, but not Berenice. I do not trust her with the well-being of my last living family member. Hopefully, when this is all said and done, I shall send her back to Stormwind, and out of the way.
Only a few more side notes... I have collected another ghoul from a former member of the Night Watch, and a mage requested that he would be given undeath, so now I have an undead construct with arcane powers as well. Lilian is as 'normal' as can be.
I will need to warn Snack about Marianna's little plan that Annabelle told me, about uniting the Catacombs and attacking Stormwind, all to blame on my dear Snack. I will not allow the Fel-Sworn to gain control of -my- crypt. Hopefully, the gnome will do something about her.
Oh, and I have collected six souls for the Fel-Sworn, as a little business deal. I plan for her to make me a better cane, since this one grows weak. It shall have the ability to conduct arcane, so that I might use it similar to one uses a wand... It shall be interesting to toy with.
That is all for now, my sister requires some food if she is going to survive her mental state. I shall write more as it comes to my attention.
