Chrisdena Silverfeather's Journal

[Chrisdena 83]

-1321

An new world.. An new journey.. These last few days have come and go so quickly. Waking up at the Temple, wondering why the divine sent me.. The moments of my old life, still linger. My father and mother, running into the forest with most of the livestock. While it was me versus the crazed Orcs. With only my knife and my hoe.. I remember falling onto the mud, feeling blood pouring from with me.. And that was it. And so I must continue living. For maybe one day, I'll see my family again. The Monks here at the Temple, have been telling me about some sort of divine Anguel named Aeriel. Perhaps tonight I should take a few books about her, and read before my eyes close..

-1321,

An month has passed since I started writing this chronicles. I've been sent away by the monks, knowing I was ready to head on my own. With few bits of bread and an cruddy looking axe, I head into the forest. There I saw many creatures, cows and sheep. Also, ones whom would give nightmares to any who seek into it's eyes. I survived. Many thanks to Aeriel, watching over me.. I found an small part of land near some dark castle. Maybe the fellow doesn't like bright colors. So this small piece of land had good dirt and clean water. The necessary elements to grow decent trees. There, I made an small home and started to plant trees. They grew very nice, some even had delicious apples. Better then the ones at home.. I look back, my father would be proud I continue the tradition of being an Logger.

-1321,

An month has passed, planting the next crop of fine Common, Dark, and White Wood is finished. As well, I've made the last touches to my cart. Wooden and sturdy.. It's filled with wood, ready for me to take an long trip. From word of mouth takes half to an day to get to Al'Khazar, the Capital of the Humans.. I hope people would like my quality of wood... I wish father was here to advice me. Since, I never went with him when he used to sell his timber. I have faith they are watching me and as well as Aeriel. I do pray that I can make an few coin, just to start me off..

-1322,

This city is huge, I write from the local Inn here. Just so many people running around, venders calling out their goods, and smells of delicious meats. I sold all my stock, all my logs, planks, and sticks sold. I made about an thousand Ninas. Kinda like the gold coins of my home.. I met this woman in white and gold robes. I've met her a few times, often speaking about Aeriel. I often call her Acolyte, to be respectful for those chosen by Aeriel. Selinia is her name.. She asked me to join her to Aeriel's Keep. My eyes were amazed by the scale of these buildings, piled with Sandstone and sweat. I can feel Aeriel's presence... Once there I've met another Acolyte named Zephyr. An very nice man, kinda cute. But I'm in no mood in finding anyone. Ugh.. I'm not good at writing such stuff down. My head filled with things to say... Anyways I was taken to an place used for meditation in which I discovered Aeriel is calling me... Calling me to fight for her... I might speak to someone whom is in Charge of the Followers of Aeriel.. Warriors who fight for Aeriel.

[Chrisdena 83]

1332

In search of the process to speak of someone in regards of the Followers of Aeriel. The only place I knew I could find some sort of answer was the Followers Guild Hall in Al'Kazare. There I met an very nice member, whom lost his voice. He showed me where to send the application in. By the next day I found an response, I was accepted into Her order. I was requested to come to Aeriel's Keep for debriefing and an tour around the facilities. I've met some of the higher members, Commander Blaedr Stouthammer, and Major Storm. And for once I've sleep in an real bed, in an nice warm room.

1332

In the FoA Headquarters, everything seems quiet.. I just recently got promoted by Captain.. Gah I'm so bad with names.. I was promoted to Private now. I've been working very hard.. Harvesting and planting wheat and harvesting melons. At least I'm helping Aeriel and the Followers. I've seen one of the Sages looking strange. He's robes are like those of Sage Arcadius. He's been running around randomly, as if scared or something it not right.

*Chrisdena's writing seems shaky.*

The CITADEL IS GONE! Everything but the Headquarters are gone... Oh Aeriel... What has happen.. I heard her voice.. I think, saying, "I'm taking back my children.." Even the Commander has disappeared. And I'm the only one here.. I'm so scared, Aeriel what am I to do... I'm going to be skinned alive for this... I just saw the Citadel that sunrise.. The crystal is so pretty.. And now is gone.. My prayers go out to the Acolytes.. The Ascended.. They have no home... to call home..

Few days later, Acolyte Zephyr and I help make an shrine to those who passed. In the back of the Headquarters. In respect of all the work they have done. And suddenly someone who dressed like an Sage appeared.. What is going on..

[Chrisdena 83]

1332

*Chrisdena's writing seem an bit crisper in her writing style.*

This Sage... Seems strange, he doesn't feel like all the other Sages that I've encountered. I just don't feel Aeriel's blessing. I just don't know how to explain in. Okonkwo is his name. He summons the two Ascended, Serina and Zephyr and two from the Followers of Aeriel. FOA Major Storm and FOA Private Silverfeather. I do not know at that time why I was asked to join. Some fear in my boots, worried for what will happen to those whom look up to Aeriel. Okonkwo spoke of keep pushing of what we've been doing for so many months. Then he turned towards the Major, sensing him. It was shocking, it seemed that Aeriel chosen him as an Ascended. It seems the meeting was about to leave. Until the Sage stopped me. He looked into my eyes, placing his arm on my shoulder. Suddenly I felt something within me.. Like an Candle suddenly lit. And I heard many things from Aeriel... I too was part of Her chosen. Her Messenger..

Now I'm not part of the Followers anymore... I'm now an Ascended...

1333

I've been tasked to spread the word of Aeriel's Grace. I've been traveling up and down the King's Road for many weeks. It felt so nice to meet, help, and spread the word of Aeriel's grace. Sometimes I stop, wondering about my farm.. I haven't seen it for awhile, since I've been Blessed. Now I write from my small room in the Followers HQ, my home for now. Everything seems to be in order, as we attempt to become stronger.. My magic is not the best, I can feel it attempting to corrupt my soul. So I try not to use it as much. Also while I write,, Acolyte Zephyr has been looking at me oddly. Maybe the faint of heart's whim? He is a nice man... I feel called to him. But I dare not say to him. I never had an boyfriend or anything like that. Thinking about that kind of things, makes me nervous.

As I watched the sunrise from my old post. To this day, I still keep watch over. I felt someone walking towards me, it was Zephyr. I greeted him nicely and we both watched the sunrise.. After the shimmer red light faded to the blue sky.. I started to leave, attending to the wheat fields. He stopped me, asking me, "Promise not to leave me?" I was taken back, perhaps an comradely comment. Since we're going to fight together as Ascended. But it wasn't...

He proposed to me, and I accepted it....

[Chrisdena 83]

1333

An week has passed since Acolyte Zephyr proposed marriage to me. He has already made an agreement to buy a house in Alran. I've never been to their lands before and so I go with him... It's an lovely house, has the view of the sunrise. And close to the Alran Farms.. I've never seen an wheat field that huge.. The biggest ones in the valley can't compare to this. And they have these strange buildings called windmills. They kinda remind me of home. How I miss my family so.. To allow Zephyr to be introduce to my parents.. Alas it can't be done. All I know my father would been shocked if I wed an elf. Where I come from elves don't interact with humans, only in terms of trading resources,,, I know this is Aeriel's doing, I can feel my heart burn when I see him.

Another month has passed since my last writings. I'm somewhat annoyed with Zephyr. I feel I'm the laughing stock of the Followers. He went into my room, and locked me out. Out of my own dorm-room, I had since I was an Recruit... Lucky I had my journal on me.. I never asked Zephyr what his family name is... Or do Elves don't have those kind of names...

Maybe I shouldn't be annoyed as much.. He wanted to make the room more "cozy" so what he says.. I don't know how the Commander to agree to such thing. But my dorm now can fit two people.. And somehow he place an fireplace and red carpeting in my room! I mean, we already have an large home over there.. I guess I should follow my mother's advice, "Men can go crazy when in love, Accept his love with an smile." And here comes the rain once more... I need to make my dorm sign more professional. "Zeph and Chrissy's room" I'm still not used to be called as Chrissy.. It's Chrisdena. Chrisdena Silverfeather,,, Until I officially be wedded to Zephyr.

[Sagwort 833]

I love reading about your adventures

[Chrisdena 83]

1333

Another rainy day at the HQ. The rain reminds me of home, the lush mountains, filled with dark-woods. The valley, filled with wheat and sugar cane.. And the cold rain hitting my head.. I miss Mama's Sugar Cane Cakes... So moist and sweet.. It could rot your teeth. Maybe if I practice baking in secret.. I might finally get Mama's recipe.. Zephyr has been acting weird again.. Or some people defined that as normal to him. I caught him hiding something under of the pillows. He seemed to be scared, I had to reassure him that I'm not mad.. Just curious.. He gave me an small journal. he asked me to read it. I was more worried about his shaking. Inside the book the writing was about me.. I felt touched that he wrote something to me. Also it seems our home in Alras was made on poor foundation. So we might have to wait a few months until the ground is settled and fixed.

I saw my farm today... Only my trees stand.. Someone removed all the signs I worked so hard to build and make as my first homestead.

[Sagwort 833]

These are truly amazing i cant get over that fact. Keep writing!

[Chrisdena 83]

1333

At last.. it's the end of the year. It's been pretty exciting to say at least. I've becoming more agile with my Blessed magic. And Aeriel blessed me with an wonderful husband fiance. We brought an new home and such.. It was raining and storming again early this morning. I awoke and sneaked out to the living/kitchen space in my small room in the HQ. For the last several days I've been baking cakes.. But now I finally got it perfect, just like Mama made it... And today I'm going to present it to Zephyr. Someday our children will love it.. If I get out of this war alive with him.

My hands were shaking when I gave him an slice of the cake. He enjoyed it. Maybe I'll actually be an good wife and mother someday.. I wonder what will happen in the new year..

[Chrisdena 83]

1324 - The Battle

Leading up to this, there has been talk amongst the Ascended. Long hours of debate of this situation between us and these new Sages.. Even I was part of the blame, indirectly. Since I was the second to become Blessed by the new Sages.. I feel from that time to now, they understand I really was chosen by Aeriel. I've been training harder and harder, to become better for the others. Zephyr is worried about me working too hard. I feel that I have to.

Zephyr, Garn, Selina, and myself stand on the tops of the HQ. Waiting for an sign of the Undead. We felt it.. And we charged. Me and Zephyr split up from the others, heading to the Al'Khazar Keep. Some fellow screamed ill about Aeriel. I responded, "Aeriel is in our hearts!" Because She is... Pushing us to become better and follow the path She wants us to take. We jumped from building to building in the slushy snow. Zyphyr almost got caught.. Some Undead tried to shoot their arrows at me, I kept dodging them. Trying to be an distraction for the Innocents who were escaping the town. News spread about what the King has done.. I wish the Queen's Soul, and all those who were lost today.. Are raised to Aeriel. And someday come back onto the land once more. Even for the Undead.. They have souls.. Somewhere.. Maybe their souls can be changed anew, to walk the path of Light. At least after this was over.. Our gut feeling were true about the Sages.. And it's time for US, Ascended to lead ourselves. At the end.. I was able to see Zephyr alive.

[Chrisdena 83]

1334

An month after the attack of the Undead, I was walking in the square in Al'Khazar.. I was getting some fresh produce for my new kitchen. The swarm of the undead appeared, due to an portal appearing before my own feet. I told everyone to stand back, my staff out ready for what charges at me. Zombies... Giant ones.. And some floating monsters, I've never seen before. While most of the Ascended stood on tops of buildings. I decided to stand near the portal, ready to burn whatever comes out. Innocent lives died that day... All rushing to the portal... So much lost of death. My voice called thru the streets, telling everyone to stay behind me.. I would fight until my last breath, to protect Aeriel's Innocent. Those who's haven't heard her grace yet.. And the Darkness brought lighting... And I felled onto the floor.. Once again.. I've failed to protect people.. The ones I should be protecting... I've failed to the damn lighting, once again shattering me... Every time I fall is because of that... Sometimes thinking about it makes me wonder why Aeriel chose me.. I feel so weak sometimes... I just have to get on my feet again, and train again... Zephyr is going to worry... But I need enough power and willpower to protect him too..

1934

I awoke to see Zephyr at my bedside, apparently he carried me home... And I spoke to him about my doubts, he tried to reassure me that Aeriel chose me for an reason. And don't lose hope.. So apparently Zephyr is taking me to some land he owns in Laurelin.. Elven Culture is weird.. But I shouldn't judge them, without understanding them... When we walked in people cried out, "It's the Gauntlet King!" Apparently Zephyr is amongst the best in the land.. This Gauntlet is an test of speed, skill, and climbing abilities... He wanted to try the updated version.. Gave me an heart-attack. Watching that man jump in lava and crazy things... At the end he was the first one to beat it.. Zephyr is still an mystery to me...

1934

I began the ground-work for our farm... I feel my parents are proud of me right now...

[Chrisdena 83]

1335

So Zephyr has decided to build on his land and I'm charge of the tilling the land, transforming it into farm land. The work is hard, buckets of sweat I put in each day. Afterwards looking at the large fields of wheat, pumpkins, and the rows of melons. The land is very fertile, causing the plants to become mature faster then most lands... And it's quiet.. Only near nature and our voices... In an sense, this is my meditation to Aeriel..

[Sagwort 833]

Once again a turely amzing life you have

[Chrisdena 83]

1335

The farm is growing.. It's amazing to see in the moments before sunrise. Behind the home, Zephyr is working on some large building, some sort of mansion.. I never lived in an place that big. Ugh, and all the cleaning... I heard there was trouble in the docks of the Elven Capital. I had to rush in, while Zephyr ignored my attempts to wake him. I have to save people and remove the taint known as the Undead. In my eyes, horror. Hundreds on Undead, on one of their larger trees... People crying for help, while I heard the new Overload, trying to make them suffer.. I had to do battle with words, along with fighting the undead. As the battle passed, the Elven people along with their allies pushed the Undead back... We lost one of our own... An person by the name of Eric, turned to the darkness.. I pray that if he is reborn, may his soul shed Her Light. I gave an prayer to the tree, praying for Aeriel's grace to fell on the tree, removing any remaining taint.. And then we went home...

I saw Zephyr giving Shoi something that looked like an ring. I wonder what that was about...

[Chrisdena 83]

Snow's Maiden 1335

I awoke one day, looking up at Zephyr. He looked pale, I can sense something was wrong. It seems he spoke about some of his past. It seemed his doubts, this news would break us apart.. I best keep it in mind then in writing.. It's ashamed what people could do with those who's hearts been played with. Why would one of us Ascended do that.. I knew that woman was strange I could feel her spirit. Perhaps she changed since this... I don't know... We are living beings born from the Almighty... We make mistakes, time and time again.

I wish we could get married soon..

[Menchin 15]

FANTASTIC!

PS : I read the small text. :)