A book bound in a material not unlike Broutac's cloak. It too changes color from a Brown, to a Bronze, to a Gold and then Black and back again. The top and bottom are hinged by thick metal like material. In the center of the face of the cover sits a strange looking lock. A set of five holes sits there as if fingers should be placed there. being the journal of a rogue it may not be advisable for a stranger to try this mechanism.
Wednesday, 15 April 2015
It's been a while....so long since...alot has happened. I'm not proud but I fell into a dark place which I hope never to go again.
It happened when we escorted help to the dig sight. I was in the western dig sight alone with some diggers when the demons attacked. The look smug and snarled and then went over and mercilessly tore apart that poor worker. ..... and I just...stood there. I watched him suffer before he died. the screams....they ring in my ears.
I fell into a state of confusion and hate and fear. I drank myself to sleep every night. I feel so ashamed.
But with the help of good friends....and Loki...and especially my love Iserra....I am through it....not without some scars...but I am back with a clear head and and sure foot.
Broutac Brunt posted @ 18:05 -
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