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Bennath 5th - 11th entry (Going)
Bennath 5th
-My Nightmare has been changing.
I can hear You, calling out, but I cannot see You. No matter how I run, I cannot find You.
Your voice comes from all side. It tears at my mind.
Still, after the events of today, I should have stayed asleep. I should have stay in the Nightmare.
Even receiving our letter from Vike today could not have made the sun shine through the ever encroaching clouds.
After classes today, Chunchi took me into one of the courtyards and told me she had an announcement.
When I smiled, she shook her head sadly.
Her voice was soft. She did not look at me when she told me the news.
Her family is leaving Senntisten, and she will be going with them.
Everything seemed devoid of color and life, time seemed to slow as I had watched the words fall off her tongue.
It took a awhile before I could speak.
I asked her how soon.
She said her family’s domus has already been packed up and sold.
I asked her again, how long we had.
It took her a long time to respond, but
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Belfry Chatter
“You don’t have any proof-”
“Well, we can’t just openly-”
“It will blow our cover if-”
Wahisietel listened to his subordinates bicker among themselves. They brought up valid points on the matter, but lacked the focus to pull together to form a solution.
His subordinates were taking too long, time was ticking away from them. Their bickering was becoming more and more heated by the moment, focusing increasingly on snide comments directed back at one another.
Things were getting out of hand. The insults became more and more imaginative.
When Wahisietel shifted to speak, the others all fell into silence.
“Enough of this infighting. There is a matter at hand that must be dealt with. Speculation and vitriol does little for us like this. It is what we know that’s important.”
“And what do we know, oh mighty Wahisietel?” The frustrated human sighed.
The Legatus cut the man down with a critical gaze. “We know tha
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Moevyng 38th - 10th entry (School Troubles)
Moevyng 38th
- Things are becoming worrisome.
In my classes today, several teachers sneered at me whenever I spoke. In another class, the teacher ignored me as though I did not exist. Chunchi had to address the teacher for me, as I was not even permitted to speak.
I do not know how I am supposed to continue my studies if my teachers will not even acknowledge my presence. I do suppose I could do my own studies, you taught me how, but I would still be missing all the vital knowledge offered in the classroom.
Who is there left for me to speak to? Chunchi cannot do anything about it, and I have doubts that seeking the Pontifex Maximus will produce any positive results on the issue.
Tension at meal times seem to be constantly shifting. Some days, the other students seem satisfied to just shun me silently, which I much rather prefer. Other days, however, every eye is a dagger, and every dagger is in my back.
Chunchi continues to stay by my side as much as she can. She never looks back at the
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Moevyng 35th - 9th entry (House Arrest)
Moevyng 35th
- There is no reason for me to leave the Temple grounds anymore. It is only here that I am safe. I long to visit the bathhouse, but doubt my safety among a furious populous in water that could easily be pushed over my head.
Trindine agrees, and encouraged me to stay in the Temple. She thinks I am safest here, where less could happen without someone noticing.  She actually told me that, if I left the Temple, for sake of my own safety, she would arrest me.
I asked her why people hate me so much, why they are so eager to attack me for a crime that I did not commit. Trindine said that they have a difficult time or are unwilling to discern where the boundary between you and I exists. For many of them, we might as well be the same person, and that is why they are angry.
Trindine also added that Azzanadra’s behavior is not doing anything helpful for relieving the situation. Then she pulled me into a one armed hug, her other arm full of paperwork. She patted my shoulder
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Moevyng 32nd - 8th entry (Outcast)
Moevyng 32nd
- Azzanadra has returned to the city this morning. I have been avoiding him.
I do not wish to see him right now. I am sure that he will look upon me with angry eyes.
He returned empty-handed. His plans to root out any Betrayers hiding nearby has failed.
They have surely all fled by now.
It had been my intention to go down to the market and purchase a gift for Chunchi
It did not go as I planned.
What had started as whispers behind my back as I walked through the market quickly became murmurs. Eyes bore into me everywhere I went.
Stares became glares and sneers. Murmurs rose into snide remarks at my presence.
I was turned away from many market stalls.
Eventually, someone jumped up on a crate and started shrieking. Horrible things rolled off his tongue as he carried on, a finger pointed on me.
A liar, a betrayer, a heretic. He called me filth, screaming across the market that I was just like You.
Someone threw a rotten cabbage at me. It hit hard.
Once one was thrown, more fol
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Moevyng 31st - 7th entry (Isolation)
Moevyng 31st
- Classes have not been going so well.
The other students seem afraid of me. Some of them will not even speak to me. They look at me with eyes either widened in fear and narrowed in fury.
When I walk in the hallway, they all give me a wide path.
Trindine thinks it is funny, that they are all treating me like a Praetorian, but for me it is all very painful.
When I came into the library today, many of the students immediately got up and left. I asked one of the remaining students if I could sit at the empty space beside her at the table. She hastily shook her head no and packed up her belongings before leaving as fast as she could.
Another student insisted that the empty space beside him was taken, though the whole time I was there I never saw anyone else sit beside him.
I sat on the far edge of the library, far away from everyone else.
I considered hiding in the restricted section, but Canif was there. He does not let student in.
Only Chunchi stays with me now. She sits wit
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Moevyng 29th - 6th entry (Home Again)
Moevyng 29th
-Azzanadra seems to have given up on his hope of catching you so easily, as he has had me escorted back to Senntisten.
I am glad to be back in the steady warmth of the Temple. The cold air makes my chest hurt and my lungs ache whenever I cough.
Trindine is, of course, here with tea. She keeps pouring it out into my cup, pushing it at me ceaselessly.
I wish she would stop reading over my shoulder as I write. I am very tired and would like a chance to rest alone for a time.
There are new guards in the Temple. Strange, heavily armored men and women in robes like I have not seen before. Is this one of Azzanadra’s projects?
They patrol the many corridors on strict schedules, each route overlapping in such a way that no criminal could possibly hope to pass undetected.
Trindine said that they are some branch of the Praetorians, but not one that she actually controls. This is strange to me. She is the Second-in-Command. How does this branch exist without her direct hand in t
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Moevyng 22nd - 5th entry (Felling the Ancient)
Moevyng 22nd
- I do not feel like going on any further. I do not feel like doing anything. I am not even sure that I am feeling.
When I saw it at first, I could not believe that we had come this far North-West.
The Oak. The one that you planted, with it’s ancient branches that blot out the sky even without leaves in the heart of winter.
In my suprise, I had hesitated.
Azzanadra saw my reaction and rode up beside me. I tried to control my expression, but he saw. He asked me a few questions. My mouth was dry as I tried to answer without wavering.
With a deep booming order that could surely be heard a mile away, Azzanadra demanded the tree be destroyed.
I am not ashamed to admit that I fell to my knees and begged him not to do so.
With the sunlight glinting off bared axe heads as soldiers moved to fulfill their orders, I begged Azzanadra not to destroy the magnificent Oak.
He just looked down from his horse at me and said that he would destroy all seeds planted in sin and evil by an
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Moevyng 18th - 4th entry (Military Family)
Moevyng 18th
- My feet ache so much from matching in this cold. When I took off my boots, I had blisters.
The female soldier from before has continued to watch over me. She devotes herself to my care, throwing herself into finding solutions and fixing my problems, like she did with my blistered feet, which she, upon seeing, took extra wrappings from her bag. Without saying anything, she wound the wrappings around my feet for an extra layer of protection.
When my coughing became painful, she gave me her woven cowl to help warm to air before I breathe it in.
Azzanadra has told her several times directly that she is to ignore my presence and get back into line. She obeys him for about a quarter of the day before she starts gravitating towards me once more.
I asked her today why she was doing this, why she would focus so much on my care over taking care of herself. I wanted to know about her.
Her name is Yemani, and she hails from Kanaset.
Having identified herself as an enthusiastic suppo
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Moevyng 15th - 3rd entry (Walk of Shame)
Moevyng 15th
-I was awoken early this day. I am exhausted, and broken.
Azzanadra had put together a special unit, which he is leading, to scour the nearby lands held by the Empire in search of any Betrayers that may have lingered too long.
I know who he is targeting.
He put me up front as bait to lure her in.
We marched all day. We hardly even stopped to eat. Most of the soldiers ate their bread as they walked. No one chanted, no one sang. Everyone just walk in total silence, possibly for the same reason that I did, afraid of provoking the Pontifex Maximus’ rage.
Azzanadra rode a massive white horse. Abundant Zarosian decorations hung from the beast’s harness. Hooves the size of my head broke the silence with each step, harness jingling.
I had to walk in front, with Azzanadra. No physical bind connects us, but I have a feeling that I am his prisoner. If his eyes are not busy scanning the horizon for any sign of a Betrayer’s emergence, then he is busy glaring down at m
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Moevyng 14th - 2nd entry (Falling Idols)
Moevyng 14th
-I could not sleep last night. Everything is so cold and distant now. So much has changed. Armored guards now patrol the halls of the Temple, armed to deal lethal force at the slightest provocation.
The Praetorians are simply everywhere. In every shadow, behind every door. They are not too bad in the Temple, but out in the City, they are everyplace one can possibly cast their gaze.
I chose not to spend much time away from, what is now only, the relative safety of the Temple. Even if Azzanadra is in a harsh mindset, I feel safe knowing that Trindine is possibly nearby.
I ended up sleeping on your bed last night. It was the only thing that felt comforting to me in the darkness. With nightmares tearing away at my mind all night, only your lingering scent could help chase them away.
It causes me great dread and pain to know that your scent will eventually fade. No matter how hard I try to cling, to dig my fingers in, nothing can catch and hold forever something so invisible. T
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Ship of the Desert
This was too much, she decided amidst the screaming and bellowing that ran together until she could no longer tell who was making which noise.
Akthanakos wrapped the rope around his hand in an attempt to maintain some semblance of control over the wounded animal.
The camel made another bid for freedom, but once more failed.
“Watch his legs!”
A hind leg shot out sideways with explosive force, arcing in a wide path that swept the World Guardian’s legs right out from under her. She hit the ground with an audible thud.
“Finley!” Akthanakos heaved against the camel to push it away from the prone human in the sand. “Are you alright?”
“Aye, I’m fine.” It took a minute for the wind to return to her lungs. As she shakily rose, her hands dusted sand from her body. Sand stuck to her sweat-slicked skin. “I’m alright.”
Akthanakos held onto the neck of the camel as it bellowed and kicked. His feet struggled for grip in the
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Moevyng 13th - 1st entry (Second Arc)
Moevyng 13th
-It has been three months and I am finally free again.
Azzanadra was waiting for me at the gates when I returned to the city, waiting with a whole contubernia.
I found myself surrounded by unfriendly faces, at the point over every weapon as I was pushed off my horse and led to Azzanadra so he could read my charges.
Suspected accessory to high treason.
I was arrested and taken away. I was terrified and, even now as I think back, am still terrified. There was such barely contained violence in his eyes.
No sunlight reaches into the lower dungeon, lit only by torches. Once the torches go out, who knows what could be lurking in the darkness with you.
Luckily, the only thing lurking was Trindine.
I do not know how long I was there before she noticed me. No one else had come in so long. I thought I was going to die in there, forgotten in the darkness. I came close to it.
Trindine was furious. I saw her kill the man responsible for my care or, rather, responsible for my neglect. S
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68th entry (The Storm)
She had made it, just like she had hoped to. By hurrying the whole way, Zarafinn had managed to turn a four day journey into one of only three. Pride hummed through the very core of her being.
Lassar was a lovely sight, with a populous as bright and shining as the spires that loomed impressively over the city. In the dimming light of the day, high above the line of shadow, the spires seemed to produce their own shimmering light. She would have loved to stay and admire the beauty, but she pushed herself forward to complete her task.
There was no snow here yet, though the chill settling in the air promised frost in the morning.
The package was easy to retrieve, though the company seemed confused. They said that they were sending it out on the next shipment in two days, there was to be no delay.
This confused Zarafinn, but she took the package anyways. There must have been a misunderstanding. She would bring this matter to the attention of her Mentor when she returned triumphantly to Senn
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Novtumber 37th - 67th entry (The Calm)
Novtumber 37th
- Palkeera is sending me on my very own mission. I am so excited, and pleased that see that she feels confident in my skills to send me out on my own. This must be why she bought me the Fierce Dog amulet! To protect against danger on this undertaking of my own!
It is only a simple mission, to retrieve a small parcel that she needs soon. The company that has the item has run into a problem and will not be able to deliver it as quickly as they had promised. Palkeera needs the parcel, but cannot leave her work right now.
So it is with great faith in my abilities and riding that she has decided to send me, Zarafinn, in her stead. I feel so honored to be trusted with this task.
I will be heading to Lassar. Palkeera said that it will probably take me four days to arrive. I bet I can do it in three if I hurry. I do not want to risk harm, but I also wish to impress my mentor. I want to make her proud of all the effort that she put into training me.
She must really need this parc
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Bennath 5th

-My Nightmare has been changing.
I can hear You, calling out, but I cannot see You. No matter how I run, I cannot find You.
Your voice comes from all side. It tears at my mind.
Still, after the events of today, I should have stayed asleep. I should have stay in the Nightmare.
Even receiving our letter from Vike today could not have made the sun shine through the ever encroaching clouds.

After classes today, Chunchi took me into one of the courtyards and told me she had an announcement.
When I smiled, she shook her head sadly.
Her voice was soft. She did not look at me when she told me the news.
Her family is leaving Senntisten, and she will be going with them.
Everything seemed devoid of color and life, time seemed to slow as I had watched the words fall off her tongue.
It took a awhile before I could speak.
I asked her how soon.
She said her family’s domus has already been packed up and sold.
I asked her again, how long we had.
It took her a long time to respond, but she finally said that they were leaving in four days.
I choked. I was drowning. I asked her for how long she has known.
She has known for several months.
She hugged me while I cried. She rested her chin on my head, holding my weeping form.
Even then, I could feel how tense and distracted she was. She kept looking at something. I could feel her turning towards it.
My eyes hurt from crying so much. When I was able to see after wiping my eyes dry, I looked to find what Chunchi had kept glancing at.
A pair of Praetorian guards were watching us closely.

Chunchi hurried me back to the office. She hugged me, as she always does before leaving, but it was different this time. She lingered too long, held too tightly, but it felt so short and distant to me.
She hummed a short hymn while I struggled for air.

What am I going to do? How will I survive here alone?
Zaros has seen my heart, he knows that I am Faithful, but all others seem determined to tear me apart.
Bennath 5th - 11th entry (Going)
Drowning, choking. How empty can I become?


Journal seal by Alliedforce.

:>-NOTE-<: The lorefails. There WILL be lorefails in this series. Please remember that this is a fanfiction and touches on many subjects either very loosely mentioned or not mentioned at all in the game. Assumptions will be made.
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“You don’t have any proof-”

“Well, we can’t just openly-”

“It will blow our cover if-”

Wahisietel listened to his subordinates bicker among themselves. They brought up valid points on the matter, but lacked the focus to pull together to form a solution.
His subordinates were taking too long, time was ticking away from them. Their bickering was becoming more and more heated by the moment, focusing increasingly on snide comments directed back at one another.
Things were getting out of hand. The insults became more and more imaginative.

When Wahisietel shifted to speak, the others all fell into silence.
“Enough of this infighting. There is a matter at hand that must be dealt with. Speculation and vitriol does little for us like this. It is what we know that’s important.”

“And what do we know, oh mighty Wahisietel?” The frustrated human sighed.

The Legatus cut the man down with a critical gaze. “We know that we don’t know...but I bet I know someone who does..”
The chair scraped the floor as the Legatus stood.

“What are we supposed to do?” One subordinate asked, also standing.

“Stay here, don’t raise any alarms yet. Keep the situation as it is now, don’t let the ranks panic.
Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go see my ‘adorable’ little niece.”


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The air was musty, wooden slat floors creaking under his weight as Wahisietel finally made it to the top of the Temple belfry.
No humans were in sight. That could only mean one thing. She was here. He could hear her, sense her.
The drone of auloi played from the shadows. Somewhere, here, she was lurking.
His pacing echoed against the marble walls, each step carefully measured to take him to his goal and not a step closer.

“Trindine.” He called, unsure of which shadow to direct himself towards. She could be anywhere. The sound of her auloi seemed to be breathed out by the walls themselves. The drone it created carved it’s way into his mind, resting heavy in the back of his thoughts.
When the auloi showed no sign of stopping, no figure stepped forth, he tried again. Positioning himself in the center of the belfry, he called her once move. His voice, steady and commanding.

The auloi ceased. For a moment, it was silent. Completely silent. Too silent.

Then, like a long held breath being released, a breeze blew through the tower.
Flowing out of the shadows, as if born from the wind itself, Trindine appeared.

Wahistietel said nothing more, nodding his head in greeting.

Trindine slowly circled. Unblinking, unbroken, he could feel her gaze upon him the whole time.
He did not turn his head to follow her as she passed behind him. He kept his eyes focused ahead until she crossed once more into his line of sight on his other side.

She seemed to consider every line of his face before speaking, reading his body language carefully.
“Evening.” She crossed her arms behind her back.

He chose a greeting in their native tongue.

“What brings you to Senntisten?”

“I find myself in a situation where I need some information. Do you have time to talk?”

She looked up at him for a long moment in silence, as if juggling all possible responses and actions in her head. When she finally broke eye contact, she nodded ever so slightly.
“You know I’m made of time.”

She spoke for a while more, but Wahisietel found himself listening less and less to her words. The more time he spent in her presence, the more and more he found himself monitoring her body language for any signs that she might turn. It wasn’t that she ever had been violently unpredictable, but he could see so much of Sliske in her at times that it hurt.

“Is that a new horse?” She asked suddenly, interrupting the flow of conversation.

“I’m..sorry?”

“That horse you rode in on. Where did it come from? It’s not one of yours.” Her glowing yellow gaze cut right through him.

“I have a brown horse.”

“Not like that one.”

Wahisietel took too long to respond.

“You rode in on a brown horse, but the hair on your hem is white, suggesting that you rode one horse as fast as you could, then switched to a new horse so you could keep riding. The horse isn’t yours, which means this visit was spur of the moment and not carefully planned. Which implies that you were in a hurry, which implies that the information you seek is vital in some way.”

The striking analysis made him distressed. She had pieced that all together just from the horse hair on his robe, that gave her the upper hand if she decided she wanted to bargain.
Again, Wahisietel took too long to respond.

“Uncle, you are far too stressed,” Trindine laughed as she cross the room to him. Her long, slender fingers fidgeted with his uniform, straightening the lines as she spoke. “It shows after your manic ride, too. A Legatus, in uniform askew? What is Senntisten coming to? Maybe you need a little bit of tea to relax.”

“I am fine, but thank you.” He bit back a sigh of relief when she finally finished straightening his collar out.  

“You really ought to take a moment to relax, catch your breath. You know what too much stress can do to someone of such, ahem, advanced age.”

“Trindine-”

“I know how to make extra time for myself. I take breaks when I need them. Now, Anoni? Anoni never stops working. I don’t believe he’s taken a break from paperwork in the last 300 years. Some say he’s still pushing paperwork to this very day.”

Wahisietel waited patiently for Trindine to finish her line of thought. There was no point in trying to speak when she got like this.

“But I’m sure you’ve caught your breath by now. So, what can I do for you, Uncle?”

He gave her a minute to make sure she was actually done speaking. “I’m looking for some information about something-”

“And you would rather ask me than ask Sliske.” Trindine cut through his veils of speech before he could even finish.

A sigh. “In short, yes.”

A broad grin overtook her face, teeth flashing in pride and joy. Still, an undercurrent of something darker swam in her demeanor.
The expression made him uncomfortable. Sometimes, she was too much like his brother for him to not be a little unsettled. Who knew what inherited darkness lurked in that mind?

“So, tell me your woes and I’ll make what sense I can from them.” She seemed too happy to be of service. It bothered him.

He lingered once more.

Trindine sat on a ledge, smiling as she patted the space beside her, an invitation to join.
Holding in a sigh, he relented. It would be easier and fasting to just get this over with. He had soldiers that he needed to get back too.


It felt strange to him, to be speaking so openly of such worries to Trindine. He knew there was not one secret to spill that she did not already know. If anything did catch her off guard, she hid it perfectly.
Alerting her to the presence of the potential spy could only be helpful, by this point.

“And, I was hoping that you-” He was cut short as something caught her eye, taking all her attention away.

She darted away like a startled fish and skidded to a stop just short of the opposite open wall. Winding a rope around her hand, she leaned out of the belfry. Supported, Trindine’s eyes scanned the city skyline. It didn’t take long for Wahisietel to see what had captured her so.

A flashing light, most likely produced from a small mirror, danced out a code.
Her grasp tightened on the rope, excited.
Another light flashed from across the city, then a third. Something had happened.
She backed away from the edge.

“What was that?” Wahisietel stood.

No reply. Trindine wiggled like a cat ready to pounce.

“Wait! What about-”

“We’ll come back to this later!” She crouched before springing, hurtling herself towards the edge of the tower. “I promise!”

Wahisietel exhaled as she threw herself over the edge. There was no point in trying to speak with her when she got like this.

As easy as water flowing downhill, her fingers found holds on the many bricks and ledges of the Capital. He watched her navigate the rooftops. She crawled up eaves, cleared gaps with seemingly effortless practice, ricocheted off walls until she was lost from his sight among the many buildings.

Wahisietel was left alone, staring out across the city. The pigeons began to return slowly to their nests.

“Has she gone, Legatus?”

“Hmm?” Pulled from his thoughts, he turned towards the speaker.

The human male flinched, sinking down the ladder so only his eyes were visible above the edge of the trap door.  

“Has the Praetorian gone, Legatus?”

It was a slow second before Wahisietel nodded. “She has gone.”

“May I come up, Legatus?”

“To ring the bells?”

The human, still hiding away, nodded. His eyes glanced around, inspecting every shadow.

“You may.” Wahisietel turned back towards the city once more. Far away, across the vast city, he could just make out Trindine collecting a member of her squad before they both vanished from sight once more.

The only sound to ruin the ambiance was the scrambling of the human to perform his duty on time.

“I must ring the bells now, Legatus.”

The fearfully spoken words were unnecessary, but Wahisietel grunted to show that he had heard the man.


The ringing of Temple bells filled the air, imposing it’s firm authority over the land with each resonating tone.
Belfry Chatter
Wahi needs some information, quickly, about something. It doesn't go as smoothly as he would have hoped.
Trindine is a bit tricky to navigate. Being uncertain only makes it harder. You have to be very direct, for best results.

Yes, Trindine is free running/parkour. It's the fastest way around the city, short of flying, which Trindine doesn't do. www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Vc8J3…

Auloi, Trindine's instruments. www.youtube.com/watch?v=n7dzyz…

I am tired of working on this fic, its been sitting in my folder for literal months now.
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Moevyng 38th

- Things are becoming worrisome.
In my classes today, several teachers sneered at me whenever I spoke. In another class, the teacher ignored me as though I did not exist. Chunchi had to address the teacher for me, as I was not even permitted to speak.
I do not know how I am supposed to continue my studies if my teachers will not even acknowledge my presence. I do suppose I could do my own studies, you taught me how, but I would still be missing all the vital knowledge offered in the classroom.
Who is there left for me to speak to? Chunchi cannot do anything about it, and I have doubts that seeking the Pontifex Maximus will produce any positive results on the issue.


Tension at meal times seem to be constantly shifting. Some days, the other students seem satisfied to just shun me silently, which I much rather prefer. Other days, however, every eye is a dagger, and every dagger is in my back.
Chunchi continues to stay by my side as much as she can. She never looks back at the eyes that stare, she just continues her day in quiet dignity befitting her.
At the end of the day, she walks me back to your office, hugs me, then returns to the dorms.
What would I do without her?


Everyone, everywhere, seems so sure that I am a monster.
Moevyng 38th - 10th entry (School Troubles)
Things continue to worsen.


Journal seal by Alliedforce.

:>-NOTE-<: The lorefails. There WILL be lorefails in this series. Please remember that this is a fanfiction and touches on many subjects either very loosely mentioned or not mentioned at all in the game. Assumptions will be made.

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Moevyng 35th

- There is no reason for me to leave the Temple grounds anymore. It is only here that I am safe. I long to visit the bathhouse, but doubt my safety among a furious populous in water that could easily be pushed over my head.
Trindine agrees, and encouraged me to stay in the Temple. She thinks I am safest here, where less could happen without someone noticing.  She actually told me that, if I left the Temple, for sake of my own safety, she would arrest me.
I asked her why people hate me so much, why they are so eager to attack me for a crime that I did not commit. Trindine said that they have a difficult time or are unwilling to discern where the boundary between you and I exists. For many of them, we might as well be the same person, and that is why they are angry.
Trindine also added that Azzanadra’s behavior is not doing anything helpful for relieving the situation. Then she pulled me into a one armed hug, her other arm full of paperwork. She patted my shoulder and promised that she would not let anything happen to me.
Then she stepped sideways into the Shadow Realm and was gone.


Your office is so empty. There is too much space. I am not sure what to do. The nights are too quiet now.
While you were here, I never thought anything of or even noticed the sounds of your pen against paper, the pages of books and journals being turned. They were always just there, never questioned.
Even the sound of Enakhra moving in her office beside yours added to the natural melody of life here.
Now it is all gone. It is too still and quiet.  


Chunchi is going to spend the night here with me, so I do not have to be so alone.
Moevyng 35th - 9th entry (House Arrest)
In which Trindine threatens to formally arrest Zarafinn if she does not stay in the 'safe zone/ball pit' that is the Grand Temple.


Sorry this took so long. I am not sure why I had such hellish writer's block with this chapter. :/
At least it is over now~ :D
Writing, here I come~!!


Journal seal by Alliedforce.

:>-NOTE-<: The lorefails. There WILL be lorefails in this series. Please remember that this is a fanfiction and touches on many subjects either very loosely mentioned or not mentioned at all in the game. Assumptions will be made.

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FIRST ARC

Rintra 3rd - (Beginning) 1st visible entry.
Rintra 17th - (Blizzard) 2nd entry
Rintra 19th - (Day with Enakhra) 3rd entry
Rintra 28th - (Tribune Play) 4th entry
Rintra 33rd - (Ibog Poison) 5th entry
Rintra 34th - (Profoundly Unacceptable) 6th entry
Rintra 37th through Moevyng 5th -(Mouth) 7th entry

Moevyng 14th - (Chunchi's Birthday) 8th entry
Moevyng 20th - (Encounter Char) 9th entry
Moevyng 31st - (Encounter Zamorak) 10th entry
Moevyng 33rd - (Generals Arrive) 11th entry
Moevyng 34th+35th - (Informant) 12th entry
Moevyng 36th - (Zamorak's Fist) 13th entry
Moevyng 38th - (Council of Legatus) 14th entry

Bennath 1st - (Brazen Bull) 15th entry
Bennath 2nd - (Zamorak Hunts) 16th entry
Bennath 3rd - (Enakhra's Temper) 17th entry
Bennath 5th - (Ruined Manuscript) 18th entry
Bennath 10th - (To Do List) 19th entry
Bennath 13th - (Magpie-Jay Appear) 20th entry
Bennath 15th - (Trindine/Restricted) 21st entry
Bennath 20th - (Camelspeak) 22nd entry
Bennath 27th - (Heading to village) 23rd entry
Bennath 28th - (In the village) 24th entry
Bennath 29th - (Consecrate Temple) 25th entry
Bennath 31st - (Icyene Attack) 26th entry
Bennath 32nd - (Neck Pains) 27th entry

Raktuber 3rd - (Purge Unholy Influence) 28th entry
Raktuber 6th - (Singing and Treatments) 29th entry
Raktuber 10th -(Trindine Warns Against) 30th entry
Raktuber 12th - (Nex and Virii Cubs) 31st entry
Raktuber 13th - (Encounter Sliske) 32nd entry
Raktuber 15th - (Dream Noise) 33rd entry
Raktuber 27th - 34th entry (Little horse)
Raktuber 33rd - 35th entry (Roundfruit)

Pentember 5th - 36th entry (Cardinals)
Pentember 10th - 37th entry (Book Head)
Pentember 13th - 38th entry (Sand Mandala)
Pentember 14th - 39th entry (Strange Azzy)
Pentember 19th - 40th entry (Day Before)
Pentember 20th - 41st entry (Noble Plight)
Pentember 21st - 42nd entry (Everything is Super)
Pentember 27th - 43rd entry (Birthday)
Pentember 28th - 44th entry (The Military Step)
Pentember 32nd - 45th entry (Festival)
Pentember 38th - 46th entry (Pony Up, Bilrach)

Fentuary 4th - 47th entry (Asylum)
Fentuary 6th - 48th entry (Stranger Danger)
Fentuary 9th - 49th entry (Egg on Face)
Fentuary 13th - 50th entry (Keeping Pace)
Fentuary 14th - 51st entry (Debate)
Fentuary 17th - 52nd entry (Ill Body)
Fentuary 20th - 53rd entry (Sinnio)
Fentuary 23rd - 54th entry (Outburst)
Fentuary 25th - 55th entry (Farewell Vike)
Fentuary 27th - 56th entry (White Crocodile Woman)

Septober 1st - 57th entry (Puppet Festival)
Septober 6th - 58th entry (Shadow Tricks)
Septober 20th - 59th entry (Charred)
Septober 25th - 60th entry (Priestly Demise)
Septober 30th - 61st entry (Essay)

Novtumber 2nd - 62nd entry (Sling Practice)
Novtumber 7th - 63rd entry (Horse Trader)
Novtumber 12th - 64th entry (Gemmula)
Novtumber 18th - 65th entry (Home Alone)
Novtumber 20th - 66th entry (The Small Things)
Novtumber 37th - 67th entry (The Calm)
68th entry (The Storm)

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Palkeera's assistant, living at the most prestigious Temple School in the whole of Senntisten. Such a lovely place, you simply cannot imagine it's glory unless you see it with your own eyes.
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Zarafinn new diary cover by AlliedForce34
A better version; yes you can use it
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Oh I also forgot, the black line at the bottom is for you to write your name or description, like you did with your first image; like all blank, fresh diaries.
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Thank you for the favorite!! Llama Emoji 34 (Sexy Smile) [V2] +fav 
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Zarafinn new diary icon by AlliedForce34   Here. hope you like your new journal cover
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Oh! Oh my goodness! This is beautiful! :heart:

Actually, I was going to make a new icon for the story's second arc that will be coming up here soon, but now I won't have to~!
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I can really use it? It's really for me?? :D
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