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	==Game One==		==Game One==
	January 26, 2002		January 26, [[2002]]

	I'm not sure why I thought helping Geldemar out was the thing to do. Or why I thought he might need my help. He told Lessa he needed "brave" individuals. I may have held off that wererat for a while, but he was the one who blasted it into bits--if he needed help with something, I didn't imagine there was much I could do. If he needed information about someone, why didn't he just ask Madam Lessa for it? Maybe he needed a spy to get real close to someone, and maybe it was slightly risky, so he thought of the brave rat-fighting whore? I mean, my reputation might be growing more respectable, but I seriously doubted he wanted me for my rather new connection with Betshaba.		I'm not sure why I thought helping [[Geldemar]] out was the thing to do. Or why I thought he might need my help. He told Lessa he needed "brave" individuals. I may have held off that wererat for a while, but he was the one who blasted it into bits--if he needed help with something, I didn't imagine there was much I could do. If he needed information about someone, why didn't he just ask Madam Lessa for it? Maybe he needed a spy to get real close to someone, and maybe it was slightly risky, so he thought of the brave rat-fighting whore? I mean, my reputation might be growing more respectable, but I seriously doubted he wanted me for my rather new connection with Betshaba.

	I walked into The Unicorn and got the usual winks and studious avoidance. I returned the winks and pretended to ignore those who wanted to pretend I didn't know what they looked like naked. After all, I could lose so much business if I weren't discreet. One who did acknowledge my presence, though, who was sitting alone, was Niccolo, the leech.		I walked into The Unicorn and got the usual winks and studious avoidance. I returned the winks and pretended to ignore those who wanted to pretend I didn't know what they looked like naked. After all, I could lose so much business if I weren't discreet. One who did acknowledge my presence, though, who was sitting alone, was Niccolo, the leech.
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	Maggie found us some caves, but not before we got to a stream and I got to refill my waterskins and take an actual bath, and clean all that soot off of me and rewet my hair properly. I tried talking nice with Salvasia... Niccolo had been personally offended that we hadn't taken his word that we could trust her around the crown. I was a bit taken aback by that... how can he know he can trust her that well just because she's family? I mean, wouldn't her loyalty be to her ruler first? Still, I felt bad about offending Niccolo. I think I've known him long enough in the biblical sense and otherwise to know he's not a bad person. A little disturbing, maybe, but not bad. Nice-talking Salvasia resulted mostly in sarcasm back. She also delighted in telling me how Children of St. Chlodomer are hunted down and it's a badge of honor for recruits to kill one. That's horrible, but I'll admit I couldn't quite fill myself with righteous anger. I'm sorry Betshaba, but if an enemy says "convert or die" I can sort of understand why they choose to fight back, even though converting would be the best for them even without the threat of death. Not the whole badge of honor thing, but the choice to fight back. Anyway, that kind of killed my attempts to be friendly, though I continued to try... being friendly isn't just polite, it's my career training.		Maggie found us some caves, but not before we got to a stream and I got to refill my waterskins and take an actual bath, and clean all that soot off of me and rewet my hair properly. I tried talking nice with Salvasia... Niccolo had been personally offended that we hadn't taken his word that we could trust her around the crown. I was a bit taken aback by that... how can he know he can trust her that well just because she's family? I mean, wouldn't her loyalty be to her ruler first? Still, I felt bad about offending Niccolo. I think I've known him long enough in the biblical sense and otherwise to know he's not a bad person. A little disturbing, maybe, but not bad. Nice-talking Salvasia resulted mostly in sarcasm back. She also delighted in telling me how Children of St. Chlodomer are hunted down and it's a badge of honor for recruits to kill one. That's horrible, but I'll admit I couldn't quite fill myself with righteous anger. I'm sorry Betshaba, but if an enemy says "convert or die" I can sort of understand why they choose to fight back, even though converting would be the best for them even without the threat of death. Not the whole badge of honor thing, but the choice to fight back. Anyway, that kind of killed my attempts to be friendly, though I continued to try... being friendly isn't just polite, it's my career training.

	We had a visitor the next morning though... a priest of Abaris named Rexar. He wanted to know why all he'd seen when trying to scry the last four days had been us. I was the only one polite enough (or trusting enough, I guess) to give my name, but after that and me pointing out that he'd come into our camp, he explained himself. We decided to go ahead and show him the lead crown to see if he knew what it was... if he could only scry on us, he'd find out about it anyway. I was worried that this thing might be attracting everyone's magic to us, but then Rexar said he was probably one of the only people currently alive who would recognize it. It's over 2000 years old, from the end of the Second Age of ~~Mankind~~, and designed to protect the wearer from something called psychic power, which is something like magic but without spells. At the time it would have been priceless, but now almost nobody has that kind of power.		We had a visitor the next morning though... a priest of Abaris named Rexar. He wanted to know why all he'd seen when trying to scry the last four days had been us. I was the only one polite enough (or trusting enough, I guess) to give my name, but after that and me pointing out that he'd come into our camp, he explained himself. We decided to go ahead and show him the lead crown to see if he knew what it was... if he could only scry on us, he'd find out about it anyway. I was worried that this thing might be attracting everyone's magic to us, but then Rexar said he was probably one of the only people currently alive who would recognize it. It's over 2000 years old, from the end of [[the Second Age of Man]], and designed to protect the wearer from something called psychic power, which is something like magic but without spells. At the time it would have been priceless, but now almost nobody has that kind of power.

	So how is that the Piece? It looks complete. Maybe this Manslayer has this kind of power. I mean, he comes from another world, maybe they have that power there. Or maybe the dwarves or the dark elves Salvazia mentioned that he brought with him, maybe they have this psychic power. Oh, and he was able to look through that augury of the past which Galia said was impossible, maybe that's because of this special power. Of course, if this crown is supposed to protect us from him, it will only protect one person, and I somehow doubt a little crown will protect against that quarterstaff through the chest. Maybe there's another Piece that does that. Then again, we still don't know... this was the best-protected thing we saw, but we didn't see everything... I hope this is what we were looking for.		So how is that the Piece? It looks complete. Maybe this Manslayer has this kind of power. I mean, he comes from another world, maybe they have that power there. Or maybe the dwarves or the dark elves Salvazia mentioned that he brought with him, maybe they have this psychic power. Oh, and he was able to look through that augury of the past which Galia said was impossible, maybe that's because of this special power. Of course, if this crown is supposed to protect us from him, it will only protect one person, and I somehow doubt a little crown will protect against that quarterstaff through the chest. Maybe there's another Piece that does that. Then again, we still don't know... this was the best-protected thing we saw, but we didn't see everything... I hope this is what we were looking for.

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	We ended up consulting the authorities after all... Maggie's mom. More and more people got involved, which in one respect took some of the pressure off me, but that really made me feel even more guilty. Plus Tobin, with another spell on him, claimed that he could sense the evilness on people, and he claimed that Madam Lessa, Claire, Tessa, Godric, and, unbelievably enough, Max, were all evil. Max? That's just ridiculous. Moren said that Aridnus had told him Madam Lessa was standing between myself and my atonement, and that she had been judged, and his path was clear. This was all spinning way out of control, and it was all my fault...		We ended up consulting the authorities after all... Maggie's mom. More and more people got involved, which in one respect took some of the pressure off me, but that really made me feel even more guilty. Plus Tobin, with another spell on him, claimed that he could sense the evilness on people, and he claimed that Madam Lessa, Claire, Tessa, Godric, and, unbelievably enough, Max, were all evil. Max? That's just ridiculous. Moren said that Aridnus had told him Madam Lessa was standing between myself and my atonement, and that she had been judged, and his path was clear. This was all spinning way out of control, and it was all my fault...
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	Getting a secret audience with Agni's father wasn't as easy as we thought and we ended up causing quite a ruckus before we got the audience. But once we did, it was relatively pleasant. He was thrilled that Agni actually had spiritual counsel with him, and he took my opinion seriously. That just doesn't happen often enough. I was surprised that Agni's battle plan, the one he presented to his father, included hiring a Narisian fleet to storm the capital. I had assumed we'd be sneaking in. His father didn't want to bloody Betshaban's waters with such a fight. I imagine Betshaba wouldn't mind a little blood in the cause of the greater good (especially since part of my hope in using this sword against the Rod, the sword would be destroyed as well), but how would shooting cannons at them get us their magical sword?		Getting a secret audience with Agni's father wasn't as easy as we thought and we ended up causing quite a ruckus before we got the audience. But once we did, it was relatively pleasant. He was thrilled that Agni actually had spiritual counsel with him, and he took my opinion seriously. That just doesn't happen often enough. I was surprised that Agni's battle plan, the one he presented to his father, included hiring a Narisian fleet to storm the capital. I had assumed we'd be sneaking in. His father didn't want to bloody Betshaban's waters with such a fight. I imagine Betshaba wouldn't mind a little blood in the cause of the greater good (especially since part of my hope in using this sword against the Rod, the sword would be destroyed as well), but how would shooting cannons at them get us their magical sword?

	Game Sixteen		==Game Sixteen==
	October 19, 2002		October 19, 2002

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	I was more concerned, however, with the lives of those I cared about in Futtersharte. If it was this crazy Druid doing all the skinning, maybe he hadn't gotten any further than here backtracking us, and maybe they were okay. But we didn't know if this was the guy who did it. I wanted to get back.		I was more concerned, however, with the lives of those I cared about in Futtersharte. If it was this crazy Druid doing all the skinning, maybe he hadn't gotten any further than here backtracking us, and maybe they were okay. But we didn't know if this was the guy who did it. I wanted to get back.

	Game Seven		==Game Seven==
	May 18, 2002		May 18, 2002

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