The tales of a Cleric

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
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(6/21/02 3:48 pm)
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Dear Journal,
I am glad to see that you have more than the 5 pages alloted for me quest into this guild. I will be filling the rest of you up with me tales of daily life. I really don't know where to start, so I guess I will start from the beginning of my life and work my way up!

Daxtor Darkite
23rd season
Cleric of Brell Serilis 

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
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(6/22/02 6:01 am)
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Journal,

It all began with a wild Dwarven Female named Gloria Gemcutter. She was a wild lass who loved men. And when I say men, I mean any male. Race, age, or ideology did not matter, if you were male, she loved you. Because of this love for men's attention, she often would be taken out on a date, and quickly find herself at the fellow's house. She would arise the next morning and leave, and wait for another male to ask for a date with her. This would continue day in and day out. Eventually Gloria Gemcutter got pregnant. The lucky father was Yuko Nebadliy, who fathered my eldest brother Yildaben. Yuko and Yildaben lived in Ak'Anon, and they never saw Gloria after Yildaben's 2nd day of being alive. Yildaben looked exactly like his father, so he fit right in, in Ak'Anon.

When Gloria moved towards Kaladim, she met a man who she actually thought she would marry, My Father, Tauros Darkite. They had 3 weeks of bliss together before she left him. She returned only to dump my brother Solveus in his lap and then to leave again. This time she headed to Rivervale.

In Rivervale, she met another man, there may have been many inbetween...for I do not know of all of them...just the ones that have become fathers of my brothers. This Halfling's name was Shettlon Hobblecoff. She got pregnant again, and gave birth to another baby boy, Tettlon. He looked like a Halfling, but he had regular sized feet. This was a constant reminder to Shettlon of his mistake to fall for Gloria.

When she returned to Kalidim, she found my father and apologized for leaving...she promised not to leave him again, and soon after, I was born. My father died shortly thereafter, for reasons I do not know. My mother, not wanting the responsibility of Solveus and me, dumped us on the church porch for them to look after us. I have never seen Gloria, my mother, ever in my life.

I never knew that I had brothers besides Solveus for a long time. We grew up in the church and I loved it. Solveus was not happy, for he never believed that Brell could allow such things to happen to us, so he decided to leave the church and rather follow Bristlebane, for at least "Bristlebane does not hide his craftyness!" As much as I tried to convince him this was not true, he would not listen and I didn't see Solveus again until I finished my undergraduate Cleric classes.

I was a happy child, I wanted to be a Dwarven Warrior like my father, for the church told me that he was one of the best. When I by accident found I had healing powers bestowed to me by Brell, I and the church ruled me out as a Warrior. Not wanting to separate myself from combat, I naturally wanted to become a Paladin...besides Dwarven Paladins always got the women in town. Who knew then that Brell would ask me to be one of his priests?

It came to me in a dream. I dreamt that I was out and about in my travels when I hear a scream for help. I rush to a young lady's side and quickly save her from her gushing wounds. She informs me that someone is chasing her and I see the attacker. I cast root, a spell that I had seen used before and stopped the shadow in its tracks. I come closer to the shadow and see it is an undead creature from the pits of Hell itself! I quickly reach into my pocket and find a mace and a spellbook? I search for me sword and then a voice says, "NO, you will be one of my best priests, learn to use these weapons, for Clerics are limited in thier attacking abilities, but reach greater heights using my blessings!" And with that said, I was able to cast a spell that in one blow defeated the undead, and ran back to the lady's side. I then realized I was able to instantly heal these lady's wounds and she got up and smiled at me. Then quietly walked off...then I woke up.

After that I became a student in the church to become a cleric. I was at the top of me class, ranked Number 1 when I graduated. Upon my release to the world, to heal those in need of help, and smite those in need of correction, I found me brother in a tavern after a long day's work in the mines.

Once I met him again, we traveled together to find our mother, or at least more about her. I asked him on his travels what he did with his life since we were younger, and informed me that he became a member of Miner guild 289, the Rogue Guild. He became one of the better Miners, thus allowing him to travel and represent them in Norrath. I naturally told him about my dream and becoming a cleric. He wasn't too thrilled naturally, since he no longer believed in Brell. I was unable to travel with him though, for he was more experienced in combat than myself. He told me he had to go off and search for more information about our mother before we could go anywhere.

I quickly gained some seasons, up to 9 I believe when I heard the news across the winds from Ak'Anon. "Dax, brother, I found us another sibling!" I was confused by this, for I didn't think it was possible. I waited for the return of Solveus with my new found brother, Yildaben Nebadliy, a Gnomish Warrior. I was so excited to meet him, that I gave the ruggish looking gnome a hug. He stared at me, for he was unaccustomed to my goodnature. They met by chance when in a group hunting for Orc Legonnaires in Crushbone, when talking about their herritage. Solveus and I have only heard stories about our mother and father from people in Kalidim. Yildaben took us to meet his father. Yildaben and Solveus had obtained their 18th seasons together at this time, and I felt not wanted to Yildaben's father, as I was a mere 9th season cleric. Yuko was a warrior at one time in his life before he had to settle down to raise Yildaben. Yildaben informed us that he adorned his father's armor and that it gave him good luck in battle. I left Solveus, Yildaben and Yuko alone to talk of their many experiences in battle and wondered outside to the Steamfont mountains to gain more combat skills.

Next I met a fine duo of Dwarven Clerics, Alesprayer and Dhergel. Dhergel was a cleric in the class before mine, and Alesprayer was a fellow in my graduating class. I never got to know him though for he was an average student, often cutting class because he wanted to cut gems for some plat. These fine fellows showed me to the horrid place of Unrest. I hated everything represented in that place: death, disease, poison, and most of all, EVIL. We quickly dispatched the creatures for our blessings from Brell warded them away. Before I knew it I was in my 13th season. Alesprayer and Dhergel left to do some business, but I was not finished with these Undead looking so content. This is when I met noble Waid.

We grouped in Unrest and we decided to hunt the beetles there. To Waid, these were easy foes, but I quickly gained ranks in battle and seasons. He had to go back to Kalidim as well and this time I went back too. Upon my arrival, I met Solveus and Yildaben talking to some Halfling Druid. I ordered a Dwarven Ale and plopped down in a seat by this fellow. I noticed his unusually small feet for a Halfling, and quickly asked with Dwarven grace, who this fellow was. Solveus and Yildaben smiled and told me that he was our brother. "ANOTHER BROTHER?", I asked. Solveus told me that while in Ak'Anon, Yuko said something about Gloria heading to Rivervale. So they ran to Rivervale, asking anyone if they knew Gloria. Shettlon was one of the people they asked and soon the bond was formed. Tettlon, the druid, bonded with me quickly for we both liked to heal others. Shettlon was a Ranger, before he retired and opened a Jum Jum shop in Rivervale. We met him and he seemed to like me more than Yuko did. Tettlon was a druid in his 14th season and we were able to find that our foes would often give us both the experience of combat.

For a couple weeks all was well. I was fighting the terrible Orcs of Crushbone with Tettlon. Soon he grew tired of slaying numerous Orcs and headed back to Rivervale to complete a quest for armor that he so desired. I stayed in Crushbone, for many hurting people needed my assistance. Yildaben and Solveus headed to Kunark. I would not hear from them for months...until now.

I headed back to Unrest for I had business with some ghouls there...you know send them back to Hell where they belong. I met up with Waid again, and he invited me to try to join his guild, SAGA. I was honored for I had heard many good things about this guild and quickly filed out an application. Waid was my sponsor, and partner in Unrest for some time. I then asked noble Mixxi what I had to do for my quest. She had sent me some mail through Elven Mail, but apparently somehow it got lost. She sent me another journal through Elven Mail, and before I knew it I was on my way, completing my quest.

I had not heard from Solveus or any of my other brothers, so I began my search for them. I wasn't able to find them for the longest time. I had everyone in SAGA keep an eye out for them. Quea, the sweet gal that she is, especially looked for them whenever she saw a short figure in the distance. May Brell Bless Her Soul. I headed to Paludal, Shadow Haven, Ak'Anon, Kalidim, and Rivervale in search of them. During all of my travels, I managed to complete my candidate quest and got admitted in this wonderful family/guild (which I will explain in a minute) and arrange a date with a beautiful Halfling Druish Princess (which I will also talk about in a minute). I also managed to obtain 23 seasons under Brell's Guiding Hand. Soon after my 23rd season was obtained, I recieved a note from a warrior. He gave me a scribbled note from Solveus. It told me that He, Yildaben, Tettlon, Yuko, and Shettlon were ok. They were kidnapped and that he would send me more messages allowing me to know where they were so I can rescue them...I await that message so I can come to his aid as soon as I can...but now the waiting kills me...But as Quea said, I am rejoicing in the fact that they are not dead, and I have a chance to prove my worth to all of them when I rescue them. (Being the youngest, none of them have had much respect for me, and actually told me that I should just become a gemcutter for I will not be anything great in life...I will show them...besides, Brell has revealed to me in a dream, a vision lets say, that I will become something great...it just takes time)

My candidate quest was, as you know journal, to talk to 5 people about marriage. I have always had this fascination with getting married, and am a strong believer in the power of Love. I admitted this in my application, and so I was told to ask questions about this. Since I was always intrigued by it, I started a survey, that I plan to continue, of traveler's feelings on Love. I hope to have notes on both genders of all races. This will be a long time running survey, so I must give it time. I first interviewed Siffo, the Halfling Rogue. Next was Keshu, the kind Vah Shir. I was fortunate enough to meet the beautiful Quea, the Halfling Druish Princess...I must admit, she had me at "Hail Daxtor"! Soon after Fayd, my role-model Cleric, even though he is a pasty High Elf. And last but not least Namae, the lovely Bard with a hiddeous mask! Soon after that, I was admitted into the guild. I have loved it ever since that journal!

Quea...where do I start...well, as I said, we first met in Unrest. I interviewed her, and then grouped with her and Siffo, for we knew we could dispatch of many of the horrible mutations there. Soon, Quea and Siffo had left, and Quea had planted a bud in my heart, that would soon blossom into a crush on the beautiful Druid. She did not know of course until I was twitterpated and no longer had the ability to hide it...ask Ntalliya, she gave me the comment that it was obvious...I didn't know, for I was still in a state of Twitterpatedness (if that is even a word) 2 weeks or so later, I heard a cry for help to assist a group fight a Grimling...Korg had shouted for some help across the winds, and I could not resist helping him and Siffo...and most of all Quea...I tried to focus on healing Korg and Siffo, for Quea asked, but I could not stand to have her in pain...so I had to make a deal with her, that if I stuck to her request, that she would accompany me on a date. She agreed and I tried me darndest to focus on Korg and Siffo only...but I again healed her, for it was my "job" to heal all members in our party. The whole group dragged me along, for I was still in me 22nd season and they were all in their 30's...except Korg who was in his 28th season. I sat near Quea, complimenting her beauty for I was consumed by it. If you haven't seen her before, I suggest you do, for it is a sight for sore eyes! She stunned me even more with her stellar personality and before I knew it, I was hooked by the Druid. The rest of the night, I began to get ideas and input from everyone in the guild for locations, things to do, etc, on our date. Before I knew it, we were going on our date.

Our Date was marvelous. I was running a little late for I had to meet the warrior with a note for me from Solveus. Luckily, Quea was ready a little early, so she came to BB to pick me up, for I was unable to get on the boat to Freeport. I was supposed to meet her at the Druid Rings in WC, but I was stuck in BB. I had flour from baking our diner for the night when she showed up in BB, so I ran into the ocean at the docks and began to bathe. She waited by the gates while I washed and put my armor back on...for I still had to head to the bank to get ready for our date. I shouted my apology from across the docks and headed to the gate. What I saw next will forever be blazed into my mind. There sat Quea in an AMAZINGLY good fitting dress. I was stunned by her beauty...all I could do was stare at her eyes, for they have always encaptured mine. I glanced up and down at her before I was even able to speak "H-h-hey Quea!" She flashed me her radiant smile as usual and we were off to WC so I could pick up some supplies (for I had more baking to do) and head to the bank. She had business with Dara so we parted for a while to do our respective business. When I had met her at the rings again. I saw Tuppen and Mixxi talking. Mixxi had seen her friends and herself fall to the claws and jaws of a seadragon...right where Quea and myself were heading! The dragon apparantly would feast on their corpses for at least 3 hours, thus making it impossible for us to go to the secluded lagoon. I asked Quea where she wanted to go, so we headed to the Karanas, where Quea's favorite fishing spot was. Before we left, I whipped out the dozen Lady's Mantles I had bought her, along with a small box of chocolates that I had made her as well. It was an assortment, 4 winter chocolates and 4 regular chocolates, all unstacked. She loved the flowers but gave back the chocolate. It was for reasons her and I discussed and all is well. I finished baking our food while we talked and drank White Wine, Red Wine, Brandy, Honey Lager (that increases yer wisdom after yer senses come about!). Eventually all that I had prepared was ready for our picnic. Quea wasn't very hungry so I have most of the food left...I may store it in the bank for our next picnic. I had made/brought 38 fishrolls, 40 Jum Jum stalks, 20 Jum Jum juices, 15 Lion Steaks, 10 Thundersalmon Fillets (Thundersalmon is her favorite fish), 4 Thundersalmons, and for dessert 20 Edible Goos. The talking was the most fun of the date...and the relative peace that we had for that small amount of time...after we ate, I asked if she would like a foot massage, for in her posts in the guildhall, I had noticed that she had commented that her boots often made her feet hurt after a long day. She had very pretty feet, for I have known many a Halfling with Large, UGLY feet. I am pretty sure she liked the massage, and we continued to talk. Before I knew it the time flew by. We had talked about her and Korg, and I let her know that I AM ALWAYS GOING TO BE THERE FOR HER, even if that means that she falls in love with Korg, and I become her Best Male Friend. In my opinion, the hardest thing to do is loving someone who loves someone else. But I think she is worth it...every bit of my love. I began to think, for the rest of the night, about a future with Quea...I know its too early for that, but I always find it is fun to imagine. I want to show her a love unlike any that my mother was able to show to my father. When Quea brought up an idea that my background was probably the cause of me becoming a romantic, I thought about it and realized how right she was. I want to show Love like it should be...not a one night stand as my mother was so accustomed to. I have vowed to be an example to the dwarven race of our old herritage as a romantic race. Not a race of lusty and animalistic instincts.

As our date came to a close, she offered me a port to anywhere of my choice. I had never been to South Ro, so I asked for a port there. I was gonna gate back to Freeport anyways...I just didn't want our date to end. But it did, and I will not tell of anything that happened at goodbye...That is for Quea and I to know, unless she wants to tell you...She headed back to Firona and asked me to come visit her sometime. I agreed, as I love that place as it is. I had been there once and vowed to return, for it was a beautiful place. I pray to Brell that she is happy there.

That is all I belive that is important that has happened to me up to this point in my life. I will keep you updated with my journeys and I hope that Brell may guide me in all that I do. May Brell Bless our guild, and help it flourish. And I pray that Brell may look over Quea, helping her in her quest for redemption. Thanks for listening to me ramble, journal. I knew you would listen!

Your owner,
Dax 

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
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(6/24/02 6:30 am)
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Journal,

I finally finished it...It has taken a while, I know. I have obtained me disciple symbol. Yeah, that's right...the one that summons Brell's Blessed Stout. Yes, the guild loves it too. In fact, many of them want to become closer friends because of it! *smiles*

After that, I took the boat through the Ocean of Tears, so that Tuppen could throw me another Saga tag. He has quite the arm! The militia in West Freeport have been taking it from me as a toll to enter the gates. Mixxi is right about the corruption in the guards! Tuppen was kind enough to wait before he camped to chuck the tag on the boat...Nice shot Tuppen! Thanks again!

After I got on the docks I ran to Kalidim. I haven't been to me hometown in such a long time, I had to sit and talk with the Head Priestess. She made quick with the small talk for she had urgent news to tell me. Apparantly the guards have been under attack by Ogres lately. She contracted my assistance with defeating these Ogres. When I confessed that I may be overwhelmed in melee combat, I suggested I could help Heal any guards in need. She admitted that was a wise decision, for if I had died before the guards, they would not be able to be healed...So I took off to save the guards from attack.

When I get outside, there is nothing...no Ogres, no Guards hurting. Because of this lack of anything goin' on, I headed to meet the Death Nights in OOT. I knew goin' to help them meant I would not be able to learn more lessons, but I still wanted to go, for I hoped to eventually become a Death Night. When I get there, I was informed that I was the newest member!!!!! I did it!

I got off the boat in OOT on Sister Island. I dont know why it is called that. I am speaking across the winds when I hear a fellow shout desperately that he needs a ressurection of his friend. I offer to help, and then he shouts that he will pay. Now I don't charge, but with me new blessings needin' a be purchased at me next season, I did not refuse! I jump into the water, it was a little chilly mind ye, but I began to swim. I have become a better swimmer because of it. Eventually Caladril got antsy and came out to find me in the ocean. He found me and took me to the fellow who needed assistance. Apparantly his friend had died near Gornit, the Giant. I gave assistance and soon Caladril and myself were on our way!

I never expected hunting Cyclops would be so fun! We did not get to fight the Ancient Cyclops, I bet he was afraid of us Death Nights! Quea just walked around a bit, and I tried to fight with a fishing pole! Korg taught me how to use my mace more effectively as I watched his techniques when swinging. I learned and obtained new ranks in my single handed blunt weaponry thanks to Korg's excellent example. I hit the cyclops once out of every 5 swings, most crushing for 1 hitpoint...occassionally a 16/17. Caladril was so angry that the AC didn't show up...he danced a Jig for good luck. He didn't know what else to do.

While hunting Cyclops, I found the Nefarious Mudtoes. In Kalidim a large bounty is placed on thier heads, for they are the last 2 of the terrible tribe of Ogre Warriors that slaid 100's of dwarven women and children. I, with the help of the Death Nights, dispatched these foes and I took the heads with me to show proof to General Ogrebane that I had finished the duty of his father. Because of the quest I had fulfilled, I was awarded a splendid Ogre War Maul. I plan to use it to further my skills in 2 handed blunt weaponry.

When the Nights decided the AC wouldn't show up, Quea took Korg and Myself to BB. Cal took Siffo to NK. I don't know where Quea left off to after she said goodbye, and Korg was in a hurry too. Then I heard the call of a long time friend, Waid Solidoak. We decided to go to Paludal, for the bandits there know us on a first name basis for the damage we have done to their opperations. I had to go to sleep for hunting cyclops and making 40pp in the process was tiring! *smiles*

When I awoke 2 hours later, Waid was gone, and my hunting partner slept. I found a group who was in desperate need of healing. I agreed and obtained my 24th season. Luckily I purchased Brell's Blessings for me 24th season when I was in Kalidim, so I headed to Short and Stout to drop off any money I had in the bank and I am getting tired looking at me new blessings brell has given me...He has truly blessed me on this glorio...*snores*

*wakes up* Oh...hehehe, I should put you away...night journal

DAX
*puts journal away in his backpack and continues to sleep*

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
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(6/24/02 6:42 am)
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Journal,

I just missed her. She just went to sleep when I awoke! Darn. Thats ok. I wonder where she is...what she is doing?

Well, I headed to Freeport for I wanted to start making some Ale. I bumped into Elsbet and she gave me a wonderful helm that looks really nice on me. I hope she will like it Journal. Elsbet was instructed to get me drunk (Kat's doing I believe) and handed me 20 Red Wines...I like Red Wine, so I drank till I couldn't see straight. With Elsbet's help, I was guided to West Freeport Gates where I could see Jebbar, Dondi, Katryna, and Elsbet. I got my sketch drawn when I was enlargened. After that, I think Jebbar said he was a cross dresser, but I was drunk and not quite sure...I am pretty sure though, for Elsbet said something about him wanting a dress...hmmm?

Being enlargened was quite an interesting feeling. I was taller than Katryna and I couldn't see straight! I wobbled over to Boomba after they left and Boomba got mad when I wouldn't share the Wine or the Gnomish Spirits given to me by Kat. So we had a drunken Brawl. I am a dwarf, so naturally I won. Some human passing by drew a sketch of our battle. He had a drawing of me doing my flying cannonball right towards Boomba...that was my finishing blow. With Boomba on the ground unconcious, I healed him so he would be ok...but an Ogre in rage can be dangerous, so I headed to start my Brewing.

I can Brew Bog Juices, but I will need to continue my practice. I am tired from battling Boomba and all the drinking I had did...and soon I will pass o...*snores*

*Gwynivar, one of Daxtor's friends from <House of Carnage> passes by and tucks him in a bed in the nearest inn. Dax feels nothing for the alcohol has brought him into a deep, deep sleep, where dreams run rampant...* 

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
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(6/24/02 8:40 pm)
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Journal,

I write now with a happy and sad heart. It all began with a dream...

As I doze off last night...I don't clearly remember when...sometime after I had started to make some Bog Juices...An unusual dream had begun. I remember it vividly.

There I was, standing in front of these 2 large doors. The left one was blown off the hinges from some strange force coming from within this dark and gloomy tunnel. I look about me and notice the temperature is getting hotter, and its volcanic looking atmosphere. I do not know where I am, but I see a Lava Basilisk run by and I quickly jump out of the way. I feel an urge to go inside, a force pushing me towards the doors, yet it is an eerie and murky feeling as well. I hear 2 familiar voices across the winds, telling me they want to come with me...I get a vibe that they shouldn't venture with me, I must do this alone. Yet thier persistence drives them to come and before I know it they are next to me. Low and Behold I saw a beautiful Halfling and a noble Barbarian appear before me. They charge in before I could warn them of the strange vibes I am feeling. I charge in after them, knowing that somehow I would be needed to keep them alive in this murky place. Inside there were many Necromancers with thier pets. I now know why this place gave me such vibes, for it was a festering pesthole of undead incarnations. I quickly dispatched the evil in my path to find my friends, using my new Blessings Brell had bestowed to me. Still without finding them, I encountered a particular Ogre Captain who was wielding the same 2 handed war maul that I recieved from Captain Ogrebane. I defeated this foe and had no more mana. I knew I had to keep on the run, for the undead were beginning to sense my holy presence here.
When I found my friends, the Barbarian had his arm around the Halfling, which somehow had sunk my spirits even more. I sat next to them and began to question them. But before I could get any words out of my mouth a large group of Necromancers had found us and began to attack. The Barbarian fought long and hard, while the Halfling and myself healed him and banquished the undead. Then we turned our efforts on the Necromancers. Before we knew it, reinforcements came for the Necromancers: a band of Ogre ShadowKnights. We were knocked unconscious and taken away to a bedroom. In the bedroom was a Dark Elf. She began to talk but I was the only one able to hear her. She asked me to make a choice. I could be allowed to leave with the Halfling, while the Barbarian is left here in the dungeon without weapons to try to fight his way out or die. Or, I could let the barbarian leave with the Halfling, whilst I try to fight my way out without aid of weapons. She mentioned something about her knowledge of my love for this Druish Princess, and her knowledge of the love between the Barbarian and Druid.
She explained her suggestion to me for a happy life. She believed I should take the Druid with me and we can forget about the Barbarian and live a happy life. She tried to tell me that the Halfling wouldn't miss me if I let her go with the Barbarian, for she would only think about his love for her.

I began to object, but then I thought about it, I realized the growing love between the warrior and druid. There was no denying it, they were in love. There could be nothing better for the 2. So would they forget the deed I do for them? I then heard a voice say "Do not listen to her. Innoruuk is trying to instill Hatred & Jealousy in your heart and soul. If you believe what she is telling you, then Innoruuk can use this tool even more to change you into his newest creation. Druegar. They are Dark Dwarfs who will be able to further his kindom. Do not fall for this decievery. Do what you know I have told you to do." This reminder from above could be from one being none other than from Brell above. I knew my answer then.

I told the hag that she could have me as soon as I saw them to safety. I watched as they quickly left this horrid place and I was taken to the farthest dungeon. Still not knowing where I was, I began to meditate and pray to Brell that he would help me survive this upcoming battle. My meditation was interrupted when I overheard 2 ShadowKnight guards talking about how Najena had ordered a group of her finest Necromancers and ShadowKnights after the Barbarian and Halfling. I jumped up and began my battle for freedom.

Blowing the gate aside with Holy Might, I felt Brell assisting me even more in battle than normal. I pushed through all lines of defenses the undead could offer, watching countless foes fall before me. I got out of that place and found myself in the mountains again. I saw a ranger running by and shouted to him where the druid and warrior went when they exited this place. He pointed to the North West and said there were some druid rings there. I ran as fast as I could and I could tell I was quickly approaching for I saw a battle going on just up ahead. I saw numerous ShadowKnights and Necromancers slain, lying on the ground, but there were many more still on thier feet, with pets still attacking the Barbarian and Halfling. I healed the Barbarian from afar and all of the attention turned to me. I shouted for the Halfling to get the warrior out of here with her, and she began to cast a port. The group of Necros quickly learned the power of Dismiss Undead as all of thier pets fell at my feet. I saw the look on the druid's face before she left and it was a smile as she looked up at the Barbarian. I had fought for Love, despite the fact that it was not mine to have. I began to smile, for I knew thier love would continue to grow, and that the Noble Barbarian would take care of her, and treat her like the princess that she is. I respect him for that and for all that he has taught me up to this point in my life.

I was overpowered by the sheer numbers of Najena's crew and I knew it, but I fought till I could no longer move. I saw the blade of the Ogre ShadowKnight cut into my skull...and then I woke up.

This dream was not a dream that needs much interpretting. I realize journal, that she has fallen for him, and that he has fallen for her. I just hope she never forgets the things I tried to do for her. I know they will be happy and I am glad that she picked the barbarian she did. He is a noble and good friend of mine. I can't wish better for any 2 people I know. I hope he realizes what a treasure he has, and treats her like she should be treated.

That is all I can write for now journal...my heart is too heavy with knowing that I was not the one to be loved, yet full of joy for my friends, for at long last Love was found.

Dax

*Dax sighs and puts the journal into his backpack. Dax then looks out across the waters from the docks in Freeport watching the birds dip for fish as the sun sets...* 

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
Posts: 64
(6/26/02 4:37 am)
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Journal,

Since I was given some time to think while brewing in Freeport, I realized that I just want them both to be happy. I know that sounds wierd...but as long as my friends are happy together...that makes me happy.

So to keep my mind off of the lost love, I set out to complete a quest that I promised Kachiko I would do. My next target, the Gnoll Embalmers in Lake Rathe. It took me a while to get there, but when I did, I met up with Gathos...the newest member to the family. He is a fine lad, and an excellent fletcher by the looks of the glue and feathers stuck to his purple armor. Shortly thereafter, Frollic showed up and the slaughter began...there was no foe to strong for us....untill we found the only Embalmer to show up. He had 2 High Shamans nearby, who called out for his guards to come help...before we knew it we were overwhelmed...Frollic and Gathos shouted for me to run, so I could ressurect them...and I hesitantly did. Bless Brell for giving me these powers, but at times I sure wish I was a Paladin so I could protect people more! We never got the Embalmer, for once we reformed our attack plan...he left without a trace.

Thinking of which, I really like Ntalliya. She is like a big sister to me. She always gets me to cheer up when I get downtrodden on meself. I want to thank her, so if you see her, let her know. For example, she helped correct my incorrect views about protection. I was thinking one of the many reasons that Quea is better off with Korg is the fact that he could protect her better. Which is true I might add. Ntalliya showed me though that it isn't necessarily the ability to protect, rather than the heart that wants to protect. She is wise fer a Elementalist! I had never thought about that. But with me incapabilities showing themselves whilst hunting with Frollic and Gathos...I can't help but think: Why can't I protect those who need me? Why can't I protect those who I love?

Solveus & my brothers are still missing...couldn't protect them either...I don't know when I will hear from them. At least they are alive, I hope! Brell...why must I be a priest? Why must I lack in the ability to save those who need me...save the ones I love?

*Daxtor slams the journal shut and throws into his backpack. Daxtor then rushes off to release steam by Dismissing the Undead, smiling as he thinks of the bones that will lay at his feet* 

[Noa]

Daxtor Darkite
The Cleric of Clutch
Posts: 79
(7/21/02 5:20 am)
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Dear Journal,

It seems that the gaining of my seasons has calmed my nerve. So naturally I celebrate with me guild members at the guild Pub Night/Day. I got so drunk...my alcohol tolerance shot through the roof!

Kachiko was there, and apparently my compliments of her beauty were not taken as I had hoped. Instead, they lost the sincerity of them as I gave more. After a chat with both Kanina and Kachiko, I have decided I am gonna give up on trying so hard to find Love. Maybe love will find me. I am just afraid it will not. Oh well, I guess I will grow old & grouchy and have to throw water on laddies and lasses as they run by my gem patch instead of being happily married with a son or daughter to carry out the Darkite Honor. This thought depresses me though...

*slips into a deep meditation about love*