((Note: This happens before the Sunwell corruption, which is why everybody's eyes are blue. Just thought I'd mention that ( Read more... )

((the writing is a bit sloppier and more misspelled than usual.))

At least I didn't cry. I thoughht I was going to a couple of times, but I didn't. I did when I got home. But that's okay.

I think that guy was her husband ex-husbnd, but I'm not sure. He didn't seem... I don't know. Everybody was nice, though. I like Torael, he's a a nice guy ( Read more... )

Fel. Good thing I have not given my contacts a name yet; the daughter can wait, that stupid Mirrielle needs to be tracked down first, before she can spill any more information. She did not implicate me by name, which is fortunate. However, I have heard from the guards' rumour vine that several of the spectators at the trial were talking about me, ( Read more... )

That was awful. Standing up there with Zurali and everybody else staring at me, giving testimony that was meant to condemn Thierry... I'm glad it turned out that my "informant" lied, that the "poison" was actually bay leaves or something like that. And that Thierry's mother confessed, more or less. At least Thierry's free and cleared of the charges ( Read more... )

The trial has been set for this Sunday. Unfortunate that I will have to miss it; my presence would be a little too blatant, but I am sure one or another of my informants will fill me in on every thrilling detail. The outcome could go either way, and to be honest, I do not find myself much concerned. Either way, I will have had some satisfaction, ( Read more... )

Finally, things are falling into place. This is even better than my first idea--he was right to advise me to wait. Now that I have all the pieces, it is time to begin the final game. Best to keep Daryll out of it entirely. The less of the truth he knows, the better, especially with him taking up a position in the reformed Reckoning ( Read more... )

No. Enough of this. One way or another, I will have my vengeance. Even at the cost of my own life. I am incapable of seeking "happiness" for myself so long as I know that she is out there, blithely fluttering along in her merry little life, happy as a brainless butterfly. It eats at me constantly ( Read more... )

FELLDAMMIT.

Very well. I can wait. And contemplate this suggestion of "happiness."

"Happiness" is an abstract, useless emotion, a justification for people to do stupid, hurtful things, an ideal for which it is considered perfectly appropriate to throw aside all responsibility, duty, and sanity. "Happiness" is inherently selfish. There are things ( Read more... )

"I was given your name as someone who is competent and discreet at gathering information," said the brown-haired elf woman wearing a nondescript dress ( Read more... )

((written on a partially-burned scrap of paper, bits of sentences can be made out ( Read more... )