A note of sadness and a broken man

[Robin Drake 731]

* you notice a book which appears to have fallen from the window of a house in Alkhazar, you notice the name on the cover:

Journal

of

Robin Drake

*you open the book to the latest entry and begin to read.

Waiting in Alkhazar outside the Temple of Horen for the druid who would help me regain the feeling and movement of my arm if he could. I felt cold despite it looking like a warm day, I felt sluggish and I felt as though I was being watched. A few strange incidents occurred, I got the feeling back in my arm for a moment before the feeling faded away again and then my arm started to move on its own. I was shocked and rather freaked out at this.

There was a dark robed man who was apparently a mage who started talking about that there was ghost among us, I would have called the man a fool but with all the strange events happening around me I couldn't help but believe. He said that the ghost was of a girl, in a finely made dress, I listened but I wasn't thinking about the identity of the ghost. He said she had her throat slit and that she was communicating through writing notes.

After a while I noticed something moving in my pockets, which caused my to drop a bucket from my bag, I suspected it was a pickpocket but I couldn't see anyone near me who could have done this. I saw a note sticking out of my pocket which I never had on me before, it read;

"Thank you for being a dear friend, Robin. I had lots of fun. It's sad I am forced to depart. -Aliciana".

Just as I read the note a man took it, I slumped to the ground, heartbroken after seeing the name on the bottom. All the pieces fit, she always played around with me - making my arm float, she was always wearing a well made dress - fit the description of her the mage said. I asked for the note back as i took off my leather help, revealing my eyes filling with tears. I clutched the note to my chest as I left for my home, tears streaming down my face. The cold had gone from my body now but a void had been left in my heart.

[ReveilleWolfie 1]

Trevin put the book down after having a hard time reading it, he couldn't help but feel a small void in his heart as well. He never experienced anything quite like Robin's sorrows, but one couldn't help but feel their heart strings pull at such a story. For a moment Trevin continued to simply look at the books cover, almost reading past and inside to the excerpt. He quickly pulled the book open again, taking carefully away a small piece of paper from the back of the book. In horrible spelling, Trevin began to write a small reply on the paper.

"Dear Robin,

Im sorry for havng read yur book, itd fallen to the floor and I becam to curios. I know weve not talkd, Ive only seen yu a few times in the past. But if Im willng to listn if you ever ned somthing.

~ Trevin."

He placed the note deep within the small book. With that Trevin placed the book carefully back to it's perch, and went back to his deeds in Al'Khazar.

((He's not good at reading and writing, part of his character, sorry if the spelling errors annoy!))

[steelersfan1221 300]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.