*a Journal Washes Up On The Beach*

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((Edit: I'm not really RPing it completely yet, this is only and idea considering this might be on the edge of powergaming, in which case I would not RP this at all. ))

The lap of the ocean gently nudges the beach as it strokes the fine particles of the sand. Each lap is calming, until one makes the sound of something being dragged. As the water water retreats, what you see is not damp sand. It is a brown, water-logged notebook. As you pick it up, the cover reveals an inscribed title of ‘The Journal of Al—-” and the rest was disfigured from the water. As you open the book, the first few pages seem wet and burnt, which is odd, considering you found it in the ocean.

You finally come to the middle pages that can actually be read to a point. The passages are dated back before the move to Asulon. They read as follows, with some points being wet so as unreadable:

“I can’t believe she would do such a thing. I loved her— I still do. But after what she did I cannot. No, this was all my fault…. my fault….

Perhaps I should speak with her… No. I’ve done that enough. Lucas will probably kill me. Then Will. Then Lucas again. They already think I’m dead. Why give them a reason to make sure I am?

Maybe I should talk with—- NO. I can’t talk with anyone. I’m dead to everyone, and it’s all over. Maybe I SHOULD be dead…… Or maybe…”

Another entry reads:

“I’ve decided I should stay in New Oasis, but be extremely subtle. I already accidentally was discovered by Cedric… but… he doesn’t even think I’m alive. He brought ashes from the site of… well.. my ‘death’. They aren’t even mine.. but he’s going to bury them. He thinks they will rest my soul, which is eager to be brought back to life.

I now just play along with it. ‘Revealing’ myself through speaking, etc. I’m sure by now he should realize I’m not even a ghost… It’s quite amusing in fact. I’m tempted to go to my own funeral.. but that’s insane.

I should tell the truth to him. That I’ve been pretending. All because of.. her. Or just let him bury the ashes and me along with them.. Leave the world.

No. I must return. Face what I have done and turn my back on what has been finished. I’ve stowed away on one of the ships to Asulon. Perhaps I may start a new life, away from everyone else….”

The rest of the pages are either burnt, water-logged, or both. The final page, you can read one word, and it is a signature.

“Alkenaar”

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((To explain why I am still alive: ))

((When Eoin stabbed him and threw him into the fire, he was burnt severely, and wounded in the chest. Eoin left to a shocked spectator, and Alkenaar managed to climb out of the pit and into the freezing lake nearby, passing out. Neither of the two who witnessed the event noticed, and Alkenaar woke on a shoreline, a bandage around his chest where the wound was several burns. He didn't remember much of what had happened, and he could have easily been the one who bandaged the wounds, but someone might have found him. He could not remember. He left for the Verge, where he thought he could stay under the radar (if others found out what he did and he was alive, he would be killed for sure next time by Lucas or Will). He found that Cedric Evelyn, an earlier friend of his, had picked up from the fire pit what he thought to be his ashes. He accidentally revealed himself to Cedric through voice, and Cedric believed him to be a ghost. Alkenaar played along, and pretended to be a ghost, until the move to Asulon, where he stowed away on a ship and began living less attached to Cedric, and soon lived on his own. It was until this point he decided to live up to what he had done and face the world out of hiding.

Alkenaar is still burnt heavily, and is very much weakened from his wound. I will take all of this into consideration when roleplaying him. ))

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