Ravenloft: Prisoners of the Mist

Within the swirling Mist (IC) => Biographies => Topic started by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:43:14 PM

Title: A Witch Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:43:14 PM
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Spoiler: Portrait • show

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Biography
Full Name:
Pronounced:
Aliases: Penelope, Petal, Eve, The Black Bride, The Night Mother, Enid, Oma'lee, Neva
Gender: Female
Scent: Wild Flower's & Herbs
Height: Five foot
Weight: Seventy Eight pounds
Hair: Pale blond/white
Hair: Hip length
Hair: Worn in a loose braid, usually over her shoulder
Eyes: Blood Red with glyphs around the iris (See Below)
Eyes: Large and Round
Lips: Soft white, full and Pouty looking
Skin: White with a hint of ice blue
Ears: Pointed
Voice: Has a soft caring voice
Age: Unknown
Race: Moon Elf
Home: Vallaki, Barovia
Deity: Hala (http://www.nwnravenloft.com/forum/index.php?topic=12945.0)
Languages: Elven, Common
Occupation: Healer, Seamstress

Eve is almost always seen in a long tattered gown that looks as if it were a mix of a wedding gown and a mourner's gown. Every bit of the woman is clad in some form of black garment. A heavy black veil hung over her face to conceal and obscure her features. All that shows of her are the long white talons that pierce through the tips of her gloves.

Despite the tattered nature of her gown, she moves with poise and grace. Her elegant nature at contridiction to her visage. Even when danger and threat present them selves she never runs, only seeming to ever move at a graceful stride.

While always veiled, making it hard for her to visually convey her emotions. Her voice seems to make up for it. The soft tone she speaks in, and the gentleness she puts into her words convey the compassion by which she lives her life. For those who listen close they can often hear her smile in her words.

The embodiment of a mother, Eve shows exceptional compassion and kindness to all who seek her. Almost always only ever seen at night under the open sky she has carved out a reputation for herself. One of wisdom, compassion, and acceptance to all who seek her.

Spoiler: Physical Traits & Markings • show

Teeth
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Talons
(White)
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Tattoos
(Small of her back)
(https://i.imgur.com/JLEN12W.png)

(Back of her neck)
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Eyes
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Spoiler: Possessions of Interest • show

Journal
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The entires into her tome are all written in black ink on what seems to be slightly aged parchment. Her script beautiful and elegant though slightly whimsical. The tome is locked with physical lock that holds it shut from prying eyes as well as one of magic to keep unfriendly eyes from prying into her secrets. In addition if to ever been found and opened by prying eyes not only would they find her writings but also that of recorded spells that seem to have been scribed into the book. Some pages have had bits of flowers or leaves, some times feathers or drawings have been added to around her writings. The tome smells faintly of honey lilies.


Ring
(Middle Finger Left Hand)
(https://i.imgur.com/GwM0pY4.jpg)

The simple humble golden ring doesn't appear special in any obvious way, it holds no previous gem or intricate craftsmanship. While its appearance and humble, and doesn't appear worth much, it is guarded with fierce ferocity by the one who possess it. The ring never seeming to leave her finger at any point. Due to this fact it is hard to ever examine such or determine what truly makes it so valuable to its beholder. Perhaps, simple a trinket from a lost love, or something blessed with prized magical gifts. It is hard to say.

Silver Hair Accessory
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One of the few surviving items that were with Miuo when she was claimed by the mists, much like her ring this hair accessory never seems to leave her. It looks crafted of fine silver, with fine fetail work, and is about the size of a peace or large plum. Though oddly it doesn't seem as if it was intended for its use. The accessory looks like something that should be hanging from the neck of a house cat, or rather something of similar but larger nature. The bell its self seems to of lost what it once hung from, and now hangs from the end of Miuo's long braid of hair by a tightly tied black ribbon. Given her usually hair style while traveling the bell is often bound snugly in a tightly tied back updo, keeping it silent for the vast majority of time. However in the heat of battle, a soft chiming can be herd with her flurry of movements.

Weeping Rose Dagger
(http://herenvale.s3.amazonaws.com/images/items/weapons/sw_black_rose_blade.png)
A dagger once lost to the frozen clutches of the Ice Queen, only to be found at the cost of a great many lives and much spilling of blood. Its history and name the icon for the those who serve the Weeping Rose Coven that has risen and fallen through many struggles. While not a holy relic of Hala, it is a relic of those who fell for much of what she stands for and continues to be an icon and source of inspiration to others. Its current holder cherishes and guards the blade fiercely.

Idol of Hala
(https://i.imgur.com/6gYwcHt.png)

A wooden handcrafted carving of what Miuo believes, or likes to believe how she appears, due to having never seen any depiction of her. While made of wood, it's rather light. However, its appearance has become warn, with cracks spreading out through it from years of use. The idol is far from masterfully made, or even truly holy. Instead of serving more as an aid to help focus ones prayers and meditation. As well as to bring comfort to those in service to Hala. The idol, a symbol of all she stands for. It's maker carving her in the image of what appears to be an ever loving gentle motherly innocent figure.

Spoiler: Family • show
Family
(She has no existing PC family remembers, the ones below are all on paper and do not actually exist)

(A small painting of her adoptive children)
(https://i.imgur.com/CMGkLHH.png)

(A small painting of Elenor)
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Father: Unknown
Mother: Unknown
Adopted Daughter: Penelope (Caliban)
Adopted Son: No Body (Caliban)

Character Theme Songs

Playlist (https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PL3hXBguIcTRk2Fqw5S7goOV2q01d-anKs)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:45:00 PM
It is winter now, much of my time is spent with in the Temple or Hospice. So much has happened, i fear i do not know where to begin. There is so much to tell, i suppose it is only proper to begin with how it is i came to be here. It was just as spring was coming i believe, it seems like a lifetime ago that such should of happened. I had just broken free and killed the one who had enslaved me and so many others when i took to the woods to flee. I could hear them, his men close behind with there foul beasts and weapons. I did not see the mists, they came so quickly. I do not remember much but that i do is simply turning to see nothing but a wall of mist. Then nothing at all, i woke at the edge of a tree line, only hearing laughter and music. I was so frightened, it was so cold out. I made my way to the carts and the people, they were all so brightly dressed and so alive. A relief to the senses, they did not seem to care i had entered their camp.

A man befriended me and offered me warmer clothing as he told me of this land. So much was it to all take in, i spent many more days lost, confused frightened. . Many showed me kindness, but just as many showed blind hate and anger. What had i done to be rewarded with such? I am told fey are evil things here. . .that they steal children and eat them or of the like. Things are so twisted and broken here, magic is feared even that of the divine. . .

How can the gods and goddess abandon their people so easily, this world is filled with so much darkness. . .

Much has since happened, i have suffered the abuse of the Garada. Beaten and tossed into the well, because they though i a Caliban (deformed child of magic)? But such was not all bad. It is where i met Ugor, a follower of the one called Hala. He welcomed me into the Hospice and said i may stay there as i wish.

But perhaps such was not the best of ideas, a man came in one night and saw me and slurred his drunken insults at me. As well as threatening me, one of the others in the hospice took after him and tried to kill him. . .such doomed us. . .The man that owned the Nymph gentlemen's club came back and threatened Ugor. . .that we must pay five hundred gold per every two weeks.

Yet still more has happened, there seems little peace here. . .Morticia a vampire i have come to know. I offered my self to her to save to save another. She was kind and gentle. But even for such my goddess was angered. She was not the only one iv come to know. One named Vincent tried to attack me and two others with in the city at night, we all barely managed to get free and a way. Seeking shelter in the Ezrite temple for the night.

There is the child iv buried as well, they are unknown to me, but how could i leave the remains of a child so disheartly on the side of the road. . .iv buried them properly but some see fit to defile the grave. It has happened eleven times now, iv taken actions to make sure those who do so again will pay.

I was fortunate enough to be taken to the beautiful city of Dementlieu to attend one of there balls. But the travel there was not without its pearls. . .Werewolves attacked us, we were lucky to make it to one of the Vistani camps. Only for i to anger them. I hope they have truly forgiven me, i meant no wrong doing or of the like. . The city its self was by far the most beautiful thing i have seen since iv come here. So many stores and shops, culture and acceptance. I met a kindly old women named Elenor, she prefers to be called Gran though. She is so lonely, all her family has passed. She is all that is left. . .

However in truth even such is not the most terrifying thing iv come to know. The possessed dolls, the hoard of undead spilling from the temples crypts, the vampire mage attacks. The most was when the mist had snatched me once more and took me to a horrid place, the sights there were beyond that i can think to describe, so much death and blood, and evil magic. . .i am glad my love Jadow was able to take me from that place. I do not think such horrors will ever leave me. . .

So many have i come to know that have vanished. . .Keln. . Ugor. . .Sebastien. I fear they have fallen somewhere and none shall know where they have gone. But many i have met. Iv also found a little one. .abandoned in the wood, i fear if i had not found her she would of frozen to death. . She is Caliban. Iv taken her in, she is as mine as if i had bore a child of my own flesh and blood. Iv come to call her Penelope, Jadow does not support my choice, nor did the man i had come to find her with. How can so many condemn a innocent child to death simply because of they way she was born or what she could become.

I have asked Gran to join me here to aid me, she has welcomed such a invite most happily. She knows of the child's nature and supports me in my choice, as does Lull. Perhaps with more then i just looking over her she will have a chance in this life. Iv met a most displeasing man, Gran has told me he threatened her and Penelope. When i saw the man that matched her description of him i could not see it. He looked broken and sad, surely such a man is not the one she meant, but it was all sadly true after i had begun to speak with him. He claimed us to be monsters, a blight to the people. . .Perhaps some of us are, just as some of humans and other Kin are. None are more one then the other. I pity him, he follows blind hate and anger. . .he plays in the divine and judges who is to live and who is to die. I pray for him, that the innocent blood he has spilled will not be judged accordingly. He follows his beliefs blindly, if he does not soon open his eyes to what is truly before him i fear he will receive what he has given threefold. . He creates the very monsters he detests. Not all but many, i fear soon one will strike back and murder more Innocents in anger against his name.

More and more declared war on another. Soon this place will be nothing but a battle field with countless foe's killing blindly till none are left standing. Iv scent Gran and Penelope away for now to a place they will be safe till i think things are safe, i send what i can to them in to make sure they are comfortable. Gran sends letters almost daily. Should things quite and become less dangerous i may go to them or them to I, we will see what time brings us.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:46:27 PM
Little has happened today, i met the supposed monster hunter once more when i traveled to the seelie settlement to fetch some dyes. Perhaps i should avoid him, he is a danger to me and those around. Specially Penelope. . .If Lull was to find out what he had tried i am most positive she would kill him. Upon spending more time talking to him i feel him to be confused and questioning him self. I hope what he chooses will perhaps give him a better life. When i see him, i see sorrow and and a sense of being lost. Perhaps it is not to late for him to change if he wishes so. If he seeks aid from me i will most likely give such.

After leaving the seelie settlement i found my self in a cave filled with wanted men of Vallaki. It was not easy but i managed to deal with them swiftly and with relative ease. Till the one they followed confronted me, i nearly fell at his blade. How could i of been so careless as to take on such alone. I was lucky enough that the creature i had summoned was still bound and attacked him from behind. His screams of pain and anger filled the cave as he was mauled to death.


Taking a bounty is something i despise doing, but the end effect of such is better then leaving them to wonder freely. I gain gold for bringing them in, i prove my self little by little to the city that i mean them no harm. As well as ending a threat to the innocent who wonder freely.

I received another letter from Elenor, she tells me she is doing well. And adores her time with Penelope, though that she still fuses and only the blankets i had made for her travel can settle her. I miss them both so with each passing day, but my selfish needs are not worth both their lives.

Iv sent word i will be traveling to them soon though, to bring supplies and such that Elenor can not attain her self. Perhaps i may be able to talk Jadow into traveling with me, though i know he does not welcome such a idea. He seems to be hardly ever near now. . .always busy, away or rushing off somewhere. I see him only in passing now if i am even so lucky to do so. Elenor detest him, she says the mans actions vex her. That he is being selfish and cruel leaving me to pine for him and stay awake all hours just hoping to see him. Perhaps she is right. . i do not know. I am lost and confused about so many things, but i can speak to to only so few.


(The journals entry seems to end there as if she could no longer organize her thoughts enough for them to make sense as she writes them.)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:47:55 PM
I find my self doing less and less each day as the lands become bitter cold. Little more has happened since i last wrote, iv gathered a few minks for the Vistani, and tried to turn in two heads of known criminals, only to find that the one did not seem to be a criminal. Perhaps another has already claimed the bounty on him. Elenor and Penelope returned to visit, they seem to be doing well. Perhaps i will go to them and spend time there. Jadow was unpleased i kept things from him, iv told him everything to date. Though he will likely be gone once more and it will of mattered little that iv told him.

More werewolves plague the outskirts, Jadow says it is because there is little found left now that winter has come. I grow restless with my lack of efforts, perhaps a outing is in order, but i fear the crypts are to unsafe as well as recent attacks iv herd of in the wood. Perhaps i will make my self unseen and travel to the Elven settlement and stay there a while. Little seems to disturb the peace there.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:48:19 PM
I suppose i got what i wished for, todays events have been far from restless. The man iv been in contact lately has been said to be named "Louis", i came across him today once more in the Temple only to find him in a state of mind fracturing terror. . .what could cause such a man to completely fracture and break. . .I am told it to be a massive shadow creature. . ."Louis" has said that its eyes followed him and continued to instill terror into him. We were fortunate enough to have Dez to assist in aiding the man.. Though he does not see it as such. . .During the act of aiding the man, he struck me. . .If Jadow hears of this i am positive not even i this time will be able to stop him from murdering him. The contents of the crypt continue to grow in a vile nature. . .i fear what will arise next. .

More has happened, i fear one knows of my true nature. Iv begun to receive letters and items pertaining to Hala. Most is such iv already been shown by Ugor, but more comes daily. The largest part of what has come to be has been that on Hags, there nature variations and the like. I must admit i find this knowledge fascinating. Each day i find my self excited for what may come to me. In one of the letters iv been sent are means to a ritual of that Halanite's partake in.  

The exact ritual has been set out, now i must  just choose on a personal item that is tied to me. Perhaps it is one that Ugor told of me, or the witch i met who was a friend of Ugor. I must be more careful however, i do not know of the sender there for do not know there intention. Nor do i know what  they are telling me is true. I must take logic into account, though from what iv been given and read. What they do say does match with my own seeking and what Ugor has told.

The Sisterhood of the Hawk has recruited me into their folds, they are women who strive together to gather those who are being sought after. Though something does come to mind, in the readings iv done many Halanite's strive together and create Covens. I begin to wonder what should happen if i come to the point where i am asked to join a Coven or wish to create one of my own. Perhaps one can be formed from other Halanite's who join into such? I am unsure, i will have to look into such far more.

Iv begun to record in the ways iv been so far able to manipulate the weave to my own doings into this tome, perhaps it is time i added more powerful means of keeping this tome from falling into the wrong hands. Or possibly seek one of greater power to place such on the tome.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:51:13 PM
Iv sought haven with in the temple tonight with few others, such seems a time best to enter more of my knowledge into this tome.

Iv read the myths of both Lurren and Lurrhein. Both myths tell of both women becoming a Hag, then creating three daughters who represent the three most common species of Hag, such being the Annis Hag, The Sea Hag and the Green Hag. From what iv read, is that Hags are born not knowing what they are and resemble normal female women. Until the later half of there lives where they shed such a form and become a Hag, they are usually vulnerable at such a time because they have not fully come to harness there power. Though during there first stag of life they make look normal, they have twisted black hearts.

There is also such myth that Hags are a form of fey. Since there are many known fey who are only of one sex. But reproduce through outer species breeding. It has been said that some hags use a rare bit of magic to transfer there child from there womb into a women who is as far along as the Hag. The womens child being destroyed in the spell.  Each hag has specific properties as they grow.

Annis Hag: born strong and powerful, almost masculine. Young Annis hags often move towards becoming warriors or adventures. Mainly in a trait that will allow her to travel frequently and engage in violent pursuits. Some times even manipulating factions into warring so they may reap the benefits of such. They have little interest in the spoils of such, they focus more upon the simple blood lust of battle.

Green Hag: Green Hags appear to be the ideals of feminine beauty given flesh and form. Usually slender and delicately built, gifted with fine singing voices. They often use there beauty to break hearts and ruin lives. Often being towards theater related professions such as Singers, Dancers, or a Actress. Some cases all three. They are often vain selfish beings, who adore there professions for both the joy it brings them as well as the adoration of the fans. They are known for having great many lovers at any given time.

Sea Hag: Often seen as plain, not homely but not as stunning as her sister Green Hag. They are often strong and healthy looking, ones matchmakers would label perfect for child bearing. This oftentimes making the life of a sea hag frustrating and heart breaking, since they are never able to provide a child for their husband. Sea Hags are seen as the most domestic in their early stage of life. Often living in small towns and villages, many even entering marriage. Though their facade is a simple trick, often using unable to bear a child for attention. They are often found amongst those who spread vicious rumors and lies about others. Their tongues venoms and cruel. Even some times turning such on there husbands should they try to curb their wives wicked tongue.

But all Hags go through the change of shedding there forms as they enter the second stag of their life.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:51:40 PM
Iv taken shelter at the Vistani camp tonight. Much has happened today, i met another Halanite. "Joachim" is another working his way through being a Warlock, all this is most exciting. We both now have another to go to when we are in need of help with such that deals with our faith. From what iv been able to tell though i seem to be a bit farther along then he. I look forward to showing him what i have learned and accomplished.

However my joy is only short lived, for when i walked into the outskirts i came upon the scene of the Garada arresting a women and Jadow pretesting her innocence. . .only to be arrested him self now. I fear this may be the last time he has insulted and meddled where he was not wanted. I hope both are well. . .i fear the Garada. . .i know what they are like. It would not surprise me if they made something up to punish both. .

I only hope that Jadow may bite his tongue enough so that he may be spared being put to death.


(scrawled about at the bottom of the entry is a prayer to Hala written in elven asking for Jadow to be well)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:52:04 PM
Little has happened over these last few days. Jadow is free and well once more but i fear such may not be the case next time. . A one can running into the inn well past night fall. Only to fall as she entered, Radu struck her down with little hesitation.

I continue to further my studies in the materials iv been given, my studies now turn to that of the Hags second lift stage. I find that my studies begin to disturb me, iv read that a Hag is just as likely to lay waste to her sisters as she is to anything else that falls into her path. The following is bits of my studies i would do well to remember.


This change should be final around the womens 50th birthday, she will remain in this form for the remainder of her life. Hags are often vulnerable as they go through their final change since they have not yet mastered there abilities, a Hag must tutor another Hag before she can master such. Making it more idle to tend to hags when that they first arise.

During their second stag of life, Hags will begin to become more reclusive as their strength begins to grow. Most easily noted in the Green Hag, often appearing thin and fragile will gain the strength to rip a man limb from limb. Soon filled with the need to flee humanity all together. They will flee to barren wilderness like areas where they will literally shed their flesh as they take on there new form. Some cases exist of Hags staying close to civilization. These are rare and unique to each hag.

Annis Hag: As Annis Hags change her skin becomes deep black or deep blue, her hands mutating into weapons more effective than a sword. Their fingers growing into talons that are able to punch through armor. Their teeth elongate into fangs that become a glossy black. her eyes turning a dull yellow that glow softly in the dark. These hags grow in height and bulk. Often seen as the most dangerous of her sisters though not entirely proven. These hags are mainly gifted with strength unmatched by her sisters as well as skill in battle.

Note: One should never engage a Annis Hag in melee combat if they can prevent such.

Green Hag: The change of a Green Hag is perhaps the most visible of all her sisters as well as the most traumatic on a personal level. For most Green Hags their physical appearance is their single most important thing in their lives they admire their own beauty as much as those around them. The earliest sign that a Green Hag is going through change is not in her looks but that she begins to complain of headaches, sleeplessness and blurred vision. Green Hags senses are by far superior to those of a normal person but theses senses are at first unfocused. During this time her age will progress rapidly, her ravaging beauty quickly turning her into a old crone in a matter of a few months. Their skin becomes wrinkled and as hard as tree bark, becoming a sickly green color. Their once delicate fingers mutate into gnarled talons sharper then even the most finest honed blade. Their hair turning either a Olive green color to a darkest black. Eyes range from amber to orange, glowing far brighter then her sister Annis eyes. But does not grow in height or physical bulkiness or withered and bent like her sisters. She retains the body that which she had in her previous stage of life.

Sea Hags: There is no question that this species of hag is the most monstrous and pitiable of the three hags so far studied. Not are their first stages of life usually that of frustration and disappointment, but the change in which they go through leaves them so alien that they can no longer live on land it self. While going through the change a women will appear to have a incurable rash, aging before her time. A sea hag may go through the change sometimes in the fourth decade of her life rather then the fifth. Her appearance will degrade much faster then that of her sisters. She will begin to grow withered and bent, incurable rashes seem to break out over her skin, she will find it much harder to breath, increasingly parched as well. She will soon find all company intolerable even those she may of once loved before her change. She will be drawn to desolate regions that either feature shallow warm seas, vegetation choked lakes, here she will find comfort to that which previously caused her great discomfort. Some soon find they can breath water just as easily as air when their attempts at suicidal drowning fail. Their is some myth to state that if a sea hag is kept from water to long she will grow weak and slowly die, much as sirens do. But their is no proof to this at this time. Oftentimes they are covered in warts, bony protrusions and patches of slimy green scales that dot their sickly yellow flesh. Their hair usually resembling seaweed, they have eyes of a hellish red, with iris that seem to fall into the darkest of abyss. Though they gain great amounts of strength they are not given such adaption's to use such as her sisters. They often become skilled with daggers and knives.

Note: It is possible that the Sea Hag is utterly hideous that it can stop and some times render some unconscious, as well as drain the very strength from men by just staring at it. It is known to some times take upwards of three days to recover from the sheer sight if seeing such creatures.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:52:21 PM
Little has happened to day, i grow more and more anxious at preforming the ritual. I wish to ask Joachim to attend and do so with me. Jadow wishes to come as well but i am unsure if he should be there or witness what it is i am doing. I grow more and more uneasy in the outskirts at being found out and burned. "Louise" knows of my nature, but he does not know who i follow perhaps i am safe for now if he thinks i to be a Ezrite.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:52:40 PM
Much has happened today, i feel much stronger now. Iv begun to work on manipulating the weave further, so far iv only managed to come close to what i seek to to but still i am growing closer and closer with every try. I will attempt such more and scribe it into the tome once iv mastered it.

Dez asked me to join her in the Ezrite temple, she said she was going to do a reading. On the way to the temple she told me of another tending the hospice when i was unable to "Andrio Sarren" i will have to seek him out i believe him to be another Halanite. I spent some of my time at the temple educating a women named "Carina Huntzinger" about the differences of Fey and Elves. Dez seems to be with one called "Logan Blake", he seemed upset when i began to talk of Sun Elves. I hope iv not upset him with something i said. The temple was met with a escorted carriage of Templar's and the one that was in charge of them. He took Dez aside and spoke to her privately as we all waited she did not tell us of what happened but it has not seemed to be bad.

(The entry is followed by two scribed spells)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:53:02 PM
My past few days have been filled with a sullen mood, Louis seems more and more unhinged each time i see him. He's told me that he has murdered a man. . i fear for him as those around him that he is becoming far more dangerous with each passing day. However by the gaunt look of him, his strength will perhaps soon fail him. I happened upon the Broken Bell Inn and find those there kind enough, but another told me that those that are not human and of a certain type of human were not welcome there.

I usually care little of such, but in such a mood i found it only more depressing. Jadow seems more and more distant. . .i barely see him for more then a moments time. With each passing day i feel more lonely and lost then the day before it. While i kept my self blindly busy things were well. . .but as my actions slow iv come to see i know few here. . and are close to even fewer. I do not even see Penelope often enough now. . .Elenor brought her to me today, she is growing so fast. I worry for her though, she always seems so cold, her skin pales more and more each day. But her voice brings me hope, it is one of the most beautiful things iv ever come to hear. Even just the sounds she makes bring me comfort.


(the page is sketched with a crude drawing of Penelope)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:53:31 PM
(The previous page is that of a ritual, it is lay'ed out carefully, the instructions centered as small images line the sides to depict specific stages through it)

So much has happened in such little time, Joachim helped me preform the ritual. It is now complete Lull is preparing to do hers now as well. Winds far more fierce then iv seen before ravage the lands, many think it is tied to that which we encountered in the crypts and beyond that. Jadow seemed upset when he saw what i was doing and left before i could explain. . .the ritual took far more out of me then i expected, perhaps i pushed my self to far. The last thing after the ritual i remember is walking through the inn, then just nothing till i woke deep in the cave beneath the Temple in the outskirts. He seemed a bit better there, but i do not doubt he will question my actions and be upset i put my self at such a risk.

Lull has made it clear she does not trust him as well, and was admen't that she was happy i did not use the ring he had given me. She said it would as if i was giving a part of my very being to him. In ways i think i do agree with her, such items were not meant to be given away. It feels as if you are a simple cloth doll held together only by your stitching, only to have someone come and snip the thread and slowly pull your stitching away.

Even now as i sit in the Slums Temple, the winds ravage the city, Lull and I have been given shelter in what space the temple has had to offer. As i sit here, thoughts seem to bubble up, things iv not though of in a while. Such as the child i buried, i worry now of what will become of their grave. I hope it will be left not to damaged. But more so i worry for Elenor and Penelope alone in there room. They both must be so scared. If i had the means to i would brave this storm and go to them. I can not stand the though of her in such terror and i no where to be found. At the sign of first light i will go to them, i will gather some thicker clothing and set out as soon as i am able.

Iv had thoughts of brining Joachim and Lull together to form a coven, but i fear we three may be to immature to do such. . .but at the same time if we were to do such, we would find comfort with each other that we have not been able to find easily specially so amongst those that seem to flourish lately. I will mull the thought over more before i speak to them more of it.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:53:54 PM
I find my days filled with things to be done, i hardly know where to begin with the events of the passing few days. While sitting in the Inn, a man summoned some shadow creature that quickly fled with him as the Inn Keeper started to shout, only to have some creature which we encountered in the crypts to enter. It was nothing more then air and energy, there was such malice behind it. Few rose and attacked the creature, it fell quickly as the others from the previous nights had. As i gathered my things and left the Inn to the Temple i thought i would find rest, only to hear things happening outside.

When i went to see what was going on and if i could be of use i was promptly attacked by wolves, there were so many of them. They were every where some alive some already slain. A large group stood strong and fought them back killing them all. A few stood with in a circle made of Garlic. I had little time to look around before the skies were filled with the sounds of wings carried on the night air. Massive creatures that i can only say appeared to be bats, but far larger began to attack all in the area, all rose up once more to attack the threat, we succeeded.

I thought we had finally won and things would settle, but a man rose from a grave and came towards up, he began his torment. I reacted is fear and let loose a bolt making a direct hit causing him to turn to mist and flee, i am told that the vampires name is "Viktor"? My actions only seemed to anger him. .he took his wrath out on Roth, entering his mind and making him do things he would never do.

Others responded and cut him down quickly. . . but such was not the last of it. The skies filled once more with the sound of wings, foul magic brought forth bats made of bone. . once they were slain with great efforts things quickly turned deadly when a banshees wail was released on us all. . .almost all fell. . .my self included. I remember nothing after hearing the wail. . .only that i felt something warm running down my neck slowly as blackness enveloped me. . .I awoke where i had fallen when another tried to tend to me best they could.. .

I am later told this was done by a women called "Yves" and she is to be feared greatly. . .that before when she roamed the lands her name was not even spoke for fear of it. Once more i come across Jadow being arrested and once more i am faced with what they have done to him. . .he refuses to let me tend him. . .what am i to do. . .i do not wish to let him suffer. . but nor can i heal him against his own wishes. . .

Jadow's friend asked me to join him in traveling with him, i agreed wishing to test my new strengths. I am still stunned with how my power has increased. The ritual has worked! I can tap into the weave more easily and use it much more resourcefully. He took me to a wolves den, i had expected that of the same general lines of the same den near the Elven settlement. But we came face to face with Pirates, Dire wolves and Worgs who all became Werewolves. . I was surprised to find my self holding my own and being hardly even touched by them.

Iv come into possession of a highly enchanted mirror as well. . .i am at a loss of what to do with it or how much it is worth. Perhaps i should show such to Jadow and see what he can make of it.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:54:17 PM
(The entry on this page is hard to read as the page collected Miuo's tears blurring the ink as she wrote the entry)

I am lost. . .Carina has said Jadow was with another. . that she saw them together at the inn, sitting in the shadows as he whispers things to her in a manner far more friendly then he should of been in with her. . .i am filled with doubts and despair.. What if such is true. . he was supposed to be the one who would not hurt me. But he seems the one to do it most often . .

I question everything now. . .the times the mist took us, i followed him, but when i lost sight of him and tried looking for him. Only to find he had carried on with two others. . leaving me to wander alone. . The times he is always gone for days on end, with little word as to where he us going and when he should return. Carina says it is the one named "Elle". . the same women he always rises to defend. . .the same women he told me to wait outside the temple while he went to speak with her. To only leave me standing outside near the temple as they both disappeared into the Inn.

I begin to tire of  life here. . .always so much hate and sorrow. . .so little joy for those who are to different. . . according to Hala's teachings, when it is my time, i will be recycled into something else, perhaps something with no emotions. . .a willow. Yes i would like to become a weeping willow if i should have the choice. I am reminded however. . .that iv found another sister today. . she bears a heavy burden, iv offered my abilities to such. .i debate the idea of a coven still. . if i was to gather the others i know of, our combined power and skills may aid to such.

I am told her teacher tried to destroy the item and payed with her life. I grow to tired of writing more. . .it is almost light, iv already sent word to Elenor i am going to stay with her at the Lodge for now. I don't want to see the others for the time being. . .it all hurts to much. . forcing my self to smile and act as if things are all right is tiring . .
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:54:42 PM
Much has happened in the passing days, little i care to recall upon. . .I know little of where to start other then start where things began to crumble. In my furry and sorrow i took to drinking. . and more drinking, i wished to no longer be in a conscious state, nor have to feel or remember. I remember little of the effects of my actions other then i confronted Jadow horribly. . .i some what remember it being in a public like way, and i throwing something. . there is one part i can not forget. It is his simply leaving with few words. . .Edward confronted me earlier as well. . .and said Elle had told him things and he did not wish to believe such. . .i refused to hear more. . .is it possible iv been so wrong about one i had trusted so whole heartily. . .?

Iv met another witch, she wishes to speak with me. . .i am afraid in my anger i lashed out at her as well. . she has told me if i seek her, to go to the Orphanage, or the Hospice. . .I joined up with others to venture to a Vampires castle or the like. I had though such may take my minds off things. As well as i would be able to go to the Lodge a while to find Elenor and Penelope.

Through our travels we fought many things. It has taken me days, several attempts and many ventures to libraries in the Port. As well as talking to many well versed people in what -exactly- we fought. This is a brief list of what i am told is some of what we fought.

*Spiders: Dire
             Phase
             Sword
*Undead: Skeleton
              Soul Beckoner
              Apparition
              Zombie
              Vampire
*Beast: Werewolf
*Unknown: Xeg-yi
                Drelb
                Demiurge
                Trilloch
                Slow Shadow

While there i found a letter mentioning "Viktor" i am left wondering if it is the same one we encountered before.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:55:06 PM
(This entry seems to be scribe from another source directly into her own tome)

The Great Wheel

The Church of Hala follows the same Barovian calendar as much of the dread realms do, though some within the church often refer to the year as a Cycle or The Great Wheel. Halites observe different holy days and celebrations from those generally noted in other practices, religions and local flavor. The witches follow and celebrate the Esbats and Sabbats (discussed later) across the year. As well, each hospice, monastery or center for the church keeping close watch on these dates, celebrating them in all
earnest, yet in surprising secret. Many people that have received healing and blessings from the church during these times have claimed to have benefited better from the Halites than they may have done at other times.

The most notable changes to the Barovian calendar noticed by the outside world are that the Halites celebrate the New Year and first day of summer on different days. In most cases, this is as far as the general public notices these changes. The Church of Hala celebrates the New Year on October 31st, normally a day of dread for many people across the dread realms. This day marks the end of the harvests in many places, but to the Halites it is a day for celebration. In the Church of Hala, this celebration is known as Samhain (So-wen). Halites often give out gifts of fruit and vegetables on this day to the poor and bless small children, regarding them with praise. Young boys in particular are held in esteem, though girls are not unfairly regarded, for they are the future mothers that will give life to the next generation. Iron is often hung on walls and above doors and windows by Halites on this day. October 31st also marks a traditional day on which Halites enter wedlock, the reasons for this tradition have long since been lost, forgotten or locked away in secret. The witches of Hala never divulge this information, even when pressed.

On November 1st, the followers of Hala enter a reclusive period. Halites withdraw from people and close their temples to all but the truly needy on this day. November 1st, The Day of Souls as the Halites term it in whispered discussion, marks the start of nearly two months of mourning. On this day they remember all those that have died needlessly in their local areas throughout the year and light a candle for each in remembrance. These candles are left to burn completely, any that fail to burn away
completely are noted by the witches marking those they were burning for as possible unquiet spirits that have failed to find rest. Those that are allowed entrance to a temple or hospice when the candles burn sometimes tell of a depressive, saddening aura to the place and those within it.

once again, marking then end of nearly two months of remembrance. The hospices and other temples of the religion are festooned with many candles and lanterns,
mistletoe and sprigs of berries hang from the ceilings and doorways and great roaring fires are kept burning at all times. The exact day of this celebration varies from year to year, but generally falls sometime between December 21st and 23rd. During this time the Halites hand out gifts to those that come to them that day and they hold prayers, healings and blessings of exceptional merit to those that ask for them. This celebration falls on the Winter Solstice, marking the end of the dark days of the year as
from that night on the nights will draw shorter as the sun becomes stronger once more in the sky. February 2nd marks the first Halite celebration according to the general consensus of the Barovian Calendar. On this day, it is typical of the witches to celebrate life and union in all its forms. This celebration is known as Imbolc (Im-bulk) to the church, though the masses have given it the more common name or Candlemass. All members of the church spend this day with their families and loved ones. Each member present lights a candle in addition to what other light sources are present. Homes and hospices belonging to members of Hala are said to be warm on this day, despite the probable harsh coldness of the time of year. While it is never explained, witches of Hala urge couples to bed down early that evening. The witches of Hala also retire early that night. Not surprisingly, there are a good many children born nine months later.

On Imbolc, young couples often betroth one another. Some youngsters even disappear into the fields and forests, running about as if the love that nature holds has somehow possessed them. Those youngsters that trespass on farming lands are often scolded for ruining freshly sewn crops. This practice is generally frowned upon by many religions, but the witches of Hala seem to encourage it. Ostara (Oh-star-a) is commonly celebrated on March 22nd, though it does often deviate in one direction or another. The practice that the church holds on this celebration is the giving of eggs and other dairy based produce to the people. The church often receives gifts of poultry in return from farmers, why they are so eager to give after having their crops trampled the month before is often a mystery. This celebration also coincides with birth and the creation of life. Sprigs of blossoms often decorate the hospices and temples dedicated to Hala during these festivals.

Another tradition time for marriage follows on April 30th, or Beltane (Bell-tane) as the witches refers to it. This also marks the first day of summer in the Halite calendar. Hospices place brooms across the floor of the doorways in and out of the temples and beforehand encourage young couples that are betrothed to wed on that day or the days within a week of it on either side. Some Halites in more remote areas build great campfires that resemble beacons on hilltops prior to this celebration, extinguish every flame in their temples and then light the beacons at sunset. Once these fires are blazing, they take burning embers and logs from the blazes to start the fires within the temples. Some followers of the religion besides the witches also follow this tradition in the areas they are practiced. In the last few years, more people have been taking fire from the beacons, whether or not they are members of the church. The witches do not begrudge them an easy source of warmth for the night and have now begun taking burning logs to homes in the villages they serve once their own are burning valiantly in their temples. As the climate is growing warmer during this part of the year, flowers are increasingly coming into bloom and flowers are used to lavishly decorate altars and temples dedicated to Hala during these times. These decorations are kept throughout the summer months and are replaced regularly.

June 22nd celebrates Litha (again with some variation of the date), Midsummer as it is known to most people and marks the longest day and shortest night of the year. Some temples organize festivals for this day that involve pole dancing, feasts, dances, costume parades and other festivities and entertainments. Again these are held in smaller villages and thorps throughout the southern Core and rarely enter larger settlements. The Inquisition has forbidden these festivities in Tepest for the last few years. However, some settlements hold smaller celebrations of their own in village squares, under the guidance of the Inquisition, of course. Though the celebrations are no longer
openly dedicated to Hala, many people are happy to see the festivities when they come round each year. Lughnassadh (Loo-nass-ahd) falls on August 1st and marks the first day of harvest. Halites both give and receive gifts of vegetables and fruit on this day and the week that follows. Altars in the chapels found in the temples and hospices of Hala are covered with earthy brown sheets, which in turn display some of the produce they are gifted with.

The fourth equinox in the Halite calendar falls on September 21st, 22nd or 23rd and is regarded to by the church as Mabon (May-bon). This day roughly marks the start of the second harvest with same celebrations that follow Lughnassadh.

Esbats

Halites celebrate the full or new moons as much as they do the equinoxes and solstices that scatter across the year (sometimes known as Cycles to those within the church), though these celebrations are not as outward as those described with Sabbats. An Esbat may be at any point when the moon is new or full in the sky. All Halite witches celebrate at least one of these each month. Though there is no penalty for failing to follow this tradition, Haliets take comfort in the tradition of Esbat. Esbats are a recognition and celebration of life, following from birth, as when the moon is new, to death where the moon has all but vanished from the sky as it wanes into complete
darkness.

When a new moon hangs in the sky, Halites see this as a celebration of new birth unto the world. The witches of Hala believe the New Moon is the best time for new creations. Many witches practice some craft during this time with even greater eagerness than normal. Any goods or material products created in this time are often passed on as gifts to others unless they relate directly to that witch, or to their witchcraft.

Once the new moon has passed, the moon begins to wax in the sky, seen as a symbolic flow of physical grown and strength to witches. While it is rare for Esbats to be celebrated during this time, it follows as a continuation of creation until the full moon arrives. When the full moon does arrive, witches celebrate a time of nurturing, parenting and care for those around them. During these times, the moon it at its fullest and strongest the witches of Hala see this as the greatest time to cast their arts with the Weave and Hala. These days are also a natural time for Halite witches to wed, if they choose to do so. These same days also mark a time where a wed couple within the church may break their vows of marriage and part each other in peace. Those that are received as neophyte witches are initiated on the night of the full moon.

As the moon wanes, it is said to be a poor time to weave any craft related to magick. The waning moon is symbolic to destruction, aging and eventual death. During these times, Halites are reluctant to perform coven rituals, though individual witches are free to continue to weave their arts as they see fit.

The witches of Hala hold Esbats that fall on the Blue Moon, where the moon is visible in the day sky in great awe. On these days, it is seen as a coming together of man and woman and unity between all.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:55:26 PM
Things are. . complex to say the least. I tried to apologizes for my drunken actions towards Jadow, he seemed to accept them at the time. Our hours of talking after left me lost as to where we were. But todays events gave me hope with the way he was so kind once more. When he saw Louis and went to reap his revenge i thought such would be quickly dealt with and we would move on. But such was not as i had hoped. It spiraled out of control with both to stubborn to cave. It ended with Louis dead, and Jadow trying to cart his body off to be "disposed" off. This lead to us fighting even more. . he angered me and i struck him. . i had only meant to do so softly. . .my temper seemed to over flow and i struck him much harder then i had wished. I tried to reach out and apologize once more. . .i know he did not truly mean it but when he yelled out "Get away from me you Womb-Freak" I felt as if everything with in me was suddenly torn apart.

I fled in fear, anger and hurt, i drove my nails into my palms to quill my screams of anger and hurt. He found me, he asked to be forgiven. I wish he would know there is little i would not forgive him for. He worries i may not love him, rather love the idea of him. Only if i could tell him everything of how wrong he is. I do not think iv ever told him of Keln. The man i first took interest in when i had come here. Or that he had vanished before we could ever be even together.

Jadow fears for me that he will bring only more hurt and danger, he fails to see what he has given me though. Strength, confidence, love and much more. I will accept his wish though, to part and be as we were, before we were together. I am lost as how to be around him, can i simply turn off the part of me that wishes to reach out for him, or crave his touch, his words, even his presence?

I must find those who spread such viscous lies that started all this, as well as make a apology to Elle about all of this, as well as for them speaking ill of her. Shes not deserved my hate or angry, she was another victim of a misunderstood rumor. Iv learned my lesson in ever believe such things from another's mouth that iv not seen with my own eyes. Unless it has come from one i trust just as whole heartily as my own eyes.

Jadow has admitted to reading these entries, and was rather displeased to find little good said of him. I feel rather guilty for not being so adamant at chronicling his finer feats. In truth there are many wondrous memories he has given me, specially the times we have managed to carve out places of solitude to just enjoy each others presence. There are memories that make me laugh when i think of them. Such as the time we had found such a place to only have a man come and "watch" us for a length of time. he had seemed quite upset with us. As if us cuddling and drinking wine was more horrid affair of forbidden indulgences.

He has always been protective of me, he has always made sure that if he could not keep me safe, another would or i would with the materials he has given to me as gifts. To this very day i still use the armor and blade he has given me. I still have the ring as well. Buried deep with in my things, i dare not take such out any time i am with him, more so now. There are sides to him i think few are ever allowed to see, iv been lucky to see his sensitive and passionate side, perhaps i am blessed to of seen this much so far. He says i am the first he has taken interest since he has come to be here, he is the first iv let in so deeply.

Perhaps he is right that we have moved to quickly. .time will tell of what is to become of us. In the end i hope that no matter the choice we are both left not to hurt by such events.

With everything of late iv not bothered to continue my studies. I feel as if iv neglected them far to long. Perhaps that is what i will do now, focus on my studies for the time being.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:55:47 PM
Once more there has been a whirlwind of events that i lack time to keep up with. Victor found me a short time ago and asked me to join him in his ventures. We took on several small caves finding some skeletons and meager treasure, though at one point we came across a single were creature. He took me through a bit of woods iv not been through before, we seemed to hunt the shadows them selves. But these shadows were made living, they were capable of attacking and causing harm. Normal blades had no effect upon them.

With some effort we killed all that we had come to be confronted with. What we found next though, i am still horrified with thinking of what had transpired there. . .We came across a "Old Fishing Station" it seemed that it had been long since abandoned for what ever reason. We took refuge in the room upstairs to rest some after spending nearly a entire day traveling.

As we began to search the house and came upon the basement, things rapidly changed. It had looked as if the room had been destroyed in a fit of rage, we found notes on what seemed to be a mans work. His work detailed that he had built this basement to be a "Lab" where he had begun to combine traits of creatures together making varied experimental beings. From what i could tell there were nine different variants of creatures. Through only one through six seemed to interest him so.

As we made our way through the ruined lab we found more and more grizzly findings, the rapid growth of intelligence of one of the species as well as the remains of what looked to be humans riped, torn feasted on remains that seem to be long since dead. Some of the corpses found seemed "fresher". Cage doors found twisted and bent as if they were nothing but thin pieces of parchment.

The horrors there can not begin to be told with words, it is something one must see to fully understand. We found more research, detailing that he had begun to use "HUMANS" as a test subject for the combined traits from the creatures he had collected, one being a type of aquatic troll that seemed to thrive in the local area. Upon searching the lab more, we came across a far odder finding. A coffin, it was in the lower part of the building. The finding baffled me and Victor, in fear that who ever it belongs to, me and Victor fled the building taking it with us. It now remains in Victors hands.

We turned to searching the area further, finding these creatures i am told are called "Scrags", they are quite strong, and there wounds seem to heal almost as quickly as they are made. Perhaps these are the Trolls spoke of earlier. . .or are they one of the species that took over the lab.

Iv spoken to Carina, she has agreed to take it on faith that Jadow is a decent enough man. But she does not seem to be one of the people who confronted Jadow. I also spoke with Louis, he has apologized. . .but has also admitted to holding some feelings for me. . when i asked further he waved the question away. We came to debate further ideas today as well. I think such is why i enjoy his company so, he challenges me to see a side of something i would not see my self.

Iv not seen Jadow since our last talk. . .iv gone to stay with Elenor and Penelope these past few days. Iv taken to herbalism, Penelope loves being with me when we gather herbs. She seems to love the Honey Lilies. I can not blame her, it is often what i smell of. Martyn has requested to see her at least once every so often to look her over and judge her. Iv agreed to such if it will help ease his fears.

Elenor is furious with what has happened, iv begged her to quill her thoughts and take what iv said on faith. She has agreed, but only for as long as nothing of the like should happen again. Iv seen her about, Elle. But iv not have the chance or courage to apologize to her. I fear of making a scene or looking like a bigger fool then iv already made my self. Iv still failed to continue my studies, with so many things iv not the time nor will to study after a day of tiring work. Curling up with Penelope while she settles for the night, and watches the fireflies with fascination iv caught for her in a jar, is far more appealing then sitting at a desk or table for hours on end reading faded text on dusty brittle pages for half a nights time.

Iv met a Gnome man today, i was forced to tell him i or anyone i knew of could tell him how to return home to his family. . Iv ordered new armor from Jinx, such has cost me Three thousand gold. Shes told me it will be ready in about a weeks time. Till then i will stay at the lodge i think, iv enjoyed my time greatly here so far. I fear Lull/Nemo may be missing iv not been able to see her or find her since the windstorm and we were forced to seek shelter in the Temple with in the city.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:56:09 PM
I find my self bombarded with the events of late. While going into the crypts i came across a women and a form of "Gargoyle" the being insisted it was a beacon of good. Though i am left rather unsure if such is possible due to my last run in with such creatures. They worked for the Vampire that operated that horrid machine some time ago.

Victor asked me to join him after i came across him destroying the coffin we had found. We set off  with Tyln and Roth, we ventured to the Wolves den. We completed such easily enough, though Victor became displeased with me running off on my own to chase down a fleeing Werewolf. Soon after that Tyln and Roth left as they grew tired of travel. We came upon two others who joined us however in venturing to the Vampires layer.

Things were easy enough for the first little while till we came upon a room with a male and female vampire spawn spell users. Three of the men fell leaving only me, and another women. After raising the one man, we began to hear a haunting melody beginning played from somewhere with in the system of rooms and walkways. The man we managed to raises took the others to seek help as me and the women waited for there return.

Shortly after there departure a creature i can not begin to described attacked. It seemed to be the one playing the music, when it fell. It burst into a array of colors. Soon after a cluster of zombie like creatures made there way to us, i took up victors equipment and struck them down with ease.  Even then such was not the last of them. A creature that looked as if it could only be the remains of a demon like being came at us. Even it was no match for Victors weapon.

After such we rested and waited in fear at what else would come at us. Nothing we had pictured came close to what came next. A child's spirit, calling for her "mama", she chose Victoria, asking if she was the spirits mother. The child vanished once she herd the mens voices as they returned.

We ventured on, killing all that stood before us. Two of our party members nearly fell repeatedly. We came across the last room, when we entered we became bombarded with several Vampires, some warriors some spell users. We were pushed back as a female spell user cast her spells. Me and Victoria fled and got away as we were told to do. A vampire following me, i quickly slay'ed it though once we had reached a safe distance. When everything had become quite we went looking for the three men. Only to find the weaker man had fallen. We continued back to the final room to see if we could find a item called a "Mist Globe". We found one in some sort of horrid ritual. Two massive red crystals fueled the circle with magic, we later know this to be some sort of vampire wedding consummation ritual. With in the circle was a unborn child, and a Mist globe. Once the pyres were lit the Vampire bride tried to attack us. The same vampire who had tried to drag one of the fallen male corpses away before we had bested her.

Once she was slain the circle lost its power. The items were gather, the globe used to bring the fallen member back to life. I took the child to make sure its remains would be tended to properly. It seemed though at one point our party members began to fight, the two men who had joined us grew enraged and through everything we had found onto the ground. . and then stormed out with his friend.

I still do not know why such happened, though not knowing what else we should do, we split what we had found. I took the Vampire Brides Wedding Gown. We began to make our way back home with haste. By the time we reached the Outskirts once more, something had begun to go amiss. A horrid smell filled the air. A small tree attacked Victor. When we headed to the Temple we saw a women in the graveyard fighting fiendish rotting corpses. Onces they had fallen more small trees attacked wielding magic based on a elemental level.

The temple became attacked by the very trees near it, the earth rose up and took form, as did the other foliage about the area. Nature its self had rose up in a most foul way and begun to attack all that fell in its path. We eventually came upon a Weeping Willow tree, that bore fruit that resembled living human heads. Even daring to do near it caused great pain to on. It took great efforts on many people to cause it to fall. . . I fear such is only the beginning. Lately the lands seem unsettled, disturbed. I am told of ghost wild life attacking people. . .iv decided to take Penelope and Elenor to the Port. We should be safer there for the time being.

I'v come to meet a man who is interested in Elle, he has begun to tell me things. I listen but i try to not let them be anything other then simple words. He tells me that Jadow bought Elle for a date, and payed Nine Thousand Fang. As well as saying that Elle talks as if they are madly in love, and are thinking of settling down. I feel my heart crumble more as i hear this. It is taking so much of me to try and simply ignore this.

He barely speaks to me now, i had saw him walk right by me into the crypts that i had just come from. . .He did not say a word. I followed him to warn him of the Gargoyle. Which i found gone, i greeted him, he greeted me in return with a few small words before he turned and carried on his own way.

Victor has given me two dolls to extract my revenge upon them. . .but how can i. . . . they have done nothing wrong. . .Martyn says i am perhaps lost now. . .maybe he is right. Perhaps it just best to walk away and start a new in the Port. If there is any truth to the words iv herd or from what little iv seen. He seems as if he is doing alright. The messenger i had hired to find Elle and deliver my letter had said he found them in the Port sitting together watching the water. I do not think they would stay there to long, Jadow has never been one to be idle for long. Iv also seen Elle back in town, so i think i should be fine there for a while with out running into them. I will be able to make great use of the libraries there.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:56:31 PM
(A few pages seem to be torn out)

What have i done to deserve such cruelty. . .Jadow found me and asked to speak with me, i agreed. He told me he had come to a choice, that he only wished to be friends. But that he still cared deeply for me. How can he ask such of me, does he not care of how i feel? Does he think i can just bury everything i feel and smile as if it is all okay?

(The writing seems darker and thicker as if she had begun to press the quill against the parchment harder)

He has told me that Louis has only befriended me so he may get closer to kill me and Penelope. . .perhaps i should tell Elenor to flee with her and let him do such to me. . . Jadow points out every time we speak that this is my own fault and doing. . .that iv pushed him to her. . .

I found him distraught, burning things in a fire, flowers, jewelery, a suit and some other trinkets. . i asked him what is wrong, he said he was reaping what he had sown. I knew Elle had spired him, yet when he walked away after seeing her draw near she followed as i put the fire out. . .before i to followed only to find them talking, She had made him laugh even as she had spired him and caused him sorrow. I could not bare to watch longer. Later in hopes they had moved on i had set out to find herbs, only to find them there. Her there though her arms around him telling him she was worth fighting for. . .

He said, that i did not trust in him. How could he think such when i trusted him him so, enough to let him deeper then any before him or since. My trust was rewarded with hurt and sorrow. .No other has been so trusted, or so deeply loved by me. Such only brought about what i am now left with.

What have iv done to deserve such a cruel fate. . .I can not go back there. . .it is far to painful. I know how she is, i see her flirting and toying with all the men that fall in her path. She will use him as she wishes as she does all others. Perhaps Victor is right. . .perhaps i should curse her to bare the weight of her doings three fold. But i would not be any better then she. . .He has chosen what he wishes. . .i will leave and let him do such. . .

(A few tears have blotted some portions of her writings, as well as left slight faded marks on the page)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:56:50 PM
Victor asked me to join him and Ty again in venturing out to the usual areas. Sadly it seems ones before us had already dispatched the werewolves. The vampires on the other hand proved to be quite manageable, we pressed further and ventured through almost the entire layer killing all that which stood in our path, at a point I had attempted to use healing abilities on a creature. I had thought the creature was composed of negative energy. . .i was wrong. . .my actions only healed it. While in the layer Victor asked me to come apart of his party more permanently, in his actions with dispatching the vile undead, i happily accepted.

After leaving the lair we followed a few narrow mountain paths till we came upon another cave filled with spiders. We handled our selves relatively well, most of what we attempt now has become easily manageable by us. However, i had not been expecting what Victor warned us off laying in the larger part of the cavern. . .A queen spider, bigger then the Lady's Rest Inn. When told such i could not begin to fathom a image of what it would look like, or truly take into account its sheer size until i saw it.

Iv never seen a creature so big, or so monstrously frightening. . .but for all its size, the spider seemed weak. Victor faced her alone and dealt her a swift death before turning to her children and finished them as well.

After finishing the remaining fleeing spiders Victor wished to check a tower he knew about, filled with things he called the "Broken Ones". I had not expected to find what we found, i had thought they to be undead, or some natural foul being. Instead we were confronted with horrifying creations, things that had once possibly been human. Someone had experimented on, adding pieces of other creatures. Humanoid like Avian women were the first of what we encountered, then Humanoid creatures comprised of several pieces of reptilian like pieces, such as wings, tails and the like. . . Viscous Yowlers attacked relentlessly. Flying bat like creatures attacked as we rose to the second level. . I am told these are known to be "Darkenbeast", small animals twisted into becoming messengers of sorts for their masters.

When we finally finished going as far as we could, stopping at a portal that Victor thought we should not pass with just us there, we trekked back towards the outskirts. After dividing the loot, and splitting out shares earning my self two thousand fang in just fang. We parted ways for the time being for some much needed rest. After venturing the Crypt for more herbs i had run into Jadow. .

I knew i should of just went back towards the Lodge after receiving my share. .For not doing such, i was rewarded with the torturing image of him before me once more. .He spoke as if things were fine. . .greeting me and asking me how i was. .How would he expect me to be, i could not begin to even reply back to such. I answered simply with "I am alive." . . .What have i done to anger someone so that they must torture me so cruelly. .

I am aching once more, my mending wounds torn open once more for there pleasure. .

Louis has confronted me and spoke with me, his betrayal was not what it had seemed to be. . Iv forgiven him, and told him not to pay mind to Jadows threats, he gave up such rights to do as he wished in my life the moment he saw fit to hurt me so.

Lull has found out of the recent events. . .She was furious. . .She has sworn to make those who have crossed me so, pay for such. . As a us both being Witches iv found no words of Hala saying she could not make those who have wronged others pay. . .Louis says Elle is naive, one with her head in the stars. . .iv asked Lull not to do anything, to leave such alone. That harming her will not fix anything. . .She refuses. . .Iv herd of others confronting both Jadow and Elle on such. . .Why have they done so. . .can they not know that the more they continue to stir things up, the more it tears at me. .

While staying at the lodge, there has been some good to come from such. Iv begun to master my art of using herbs. . .iv learned many recipes thus far. Perhaps if i should master such a skill, i will have a future in the Port.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:59:14 PM
While along my usual trek back and forth from the Lodge to the Crypt to find herbs, i came across a spot iv never much looked into before. A bit of land with some deep holes that seemed to run deep under the farm land. As well as a circle of interestingly placed stones. The spot was quite peaceful and beautiful, i think iv found a small spot to call me own when i wish to be away from everything of late.

After finding the tunnels i headed towards town to see if i could find one who would wish to go with me, i happened to find Louis reading by the gallows, i stopped to ask him if he would have any interest in such, he readily agreed. Oddly though, he presented me with a gift. A silver brooch, i was shocked and pleased to be given the gift. I will wear it happily.

After setting out we took to the underground earthen cave system, killing all the beetles that we found and collect some healing mushrooms as well. At one point we found a part that lead deeper to a area filled with what seemed to be "glowing" beetles. . .Still they posed little match for us both. We dispatched all that was there, before turning and finally leaving the deep underground area. I fear staying down there for a extended amount of time would lead one to eventually being gravely ill. The air is thick and heavy, making it hard to breath, even more so when one is placed under strenuous activities.

Louis seems to grow more content with me the longer we are friends, he has begun to allow me to cast enchantments upon him when they are needed. I fear his body was now accustom to such. . .watching his body contort with the strength enchantments was frightening. . in time, perhaps we will grow accustomed to such as many of us have. He has begun to speak more kindly to me at times, perhaps iv finally placed a crack in the wall he surrounds him self in.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 10:59:56 PM
(She updates her herbal recipes)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:00:15 PM
Things may finally be changing. Lull has preformed her ritual. . though she seemed "aggressive" after. I hope she will be better with some rest, my studies into Herbology have furthered. Iv uncovered a few new recipes, speaking of such. . Jadow approached me and gave me a bag of herbs. I wished to reject them. . but the truth be told i require them. . They were there shopping together. . it took everything with in me to not turn and leave in anger, he uttered the same words to her as he did to me.

My armor has come in today, it is surprisingly light and stronger then i had expected. It seems i will need to visit the Port to acquire more dyes to alter it. Things have been slowly getting better, i find my self less angry and hurt as days pass. Though, they do not make it easy, Elle came to buy boots from me. She flaunted her self about with little care of what she had done. I was temped to curse the boots and sell them. . even more so when i saw her speaking with Joachim. . I wish to cut her from every aspect of my life. . .but how can i when she flirts with every man that should cross her path. . .

I met a man last night, he was. . ."different", he says he is a reformed Garda. He was polite and gentle, as well as very formal. . He took me to the Lodge to rest, he ordered me a room for the night, making sure i was well before he turned in for the night. I did not wish to tell him i already had a room, with Elenor and Penelope. I do not think i should tell him of them, until i know him better. I hope i see him again. . .

(The words seem to trail off as if her train of though had faded away)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:00:31 PM
(The page holds some sheet music for a violin)
(http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae317/lux198/Musicsheet.gif)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:00:51 PM
(This page has a spell for a ritual scrawled across the pages)


Callings
Air: Come all spirits of air and mind,
Knowledge gain and memory bind,
Come rookery and song bird in flight,
Fresh spring breeze and dawn's first light,
Come wind whipping 'round tree and tower,
Please bless this circle with your power.

Fire: Come all spirits of flame and fire,
Blood of life, heat of pyre,
Soft candlelight and bright bonfire blaze,
Come summer sun, wild untamed flower,
Please bless this circle with your power.

Water: Come all spirits of water and ocean,
Mother's womb and tide of emotion,
Come playful waves and fish, lake deep,
Silvery moon and dreams in sleep,
Come twilight mist and Spring shower,
Please bless this circle with your power.

Earth: Come all spirits of the growing earth,
Sacred mysteries of death and birth,
Come lumbering bear and antlered stag,
Hidden cavern and mountain crag,
Come furrowed fields and verdant bower,
Please bless this circle with your power.
 
Spirit: Come all spirits of the turning wheel,
Elements balance and circle seal,
Around and about, through in and though out,
Change within manifest without,
Beyond place and beyond hour,
Please bless this circle with your power.

Dismissals
Spirit: Clear the temple, undo the ward,
The veil closed and reality restored.
Thank you all spirits of balance and light
For blessing this circle and sacred rite.

Earth: Wild beasts return to rest and feed,
Majestic forests shrink to seed.
Thank you all spirits of earth and night
For blessing this circle and sacred rite.

Water: Dreamer awake, turn ocean tide,
Untamed emotions ease and subside.
Thank you all spirits of water and insight
For blessing this circle and sacred rite.

Fire: Flickering flame fade back to spark,
Blazing bonfire return to dark.
Thank you all spirits of fire and might
For blessing this circle and sacred rite.

Air: Wild winds ebb to gentle breeze,
Mysteries revealed become mental tease.
Thank you all spirits of air and flight
For blessing this circle and sacred rite.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:01:17 PM
(The page is filled with writings that deal with her studies)

Despite some common belief that hags are born with her powers and knowledge imbued deep with in her as like a Butterflies ability to fly once it leaves its cocoon is untrue. A Hag has no knowledge of the powers she truly posses. Hag’s must be taught such skills, or accidentally stumble upon them. Some abilities are far easier to notice, such as enhanced senses and increased strength. But the ability to weave illusions is something that is far less easy to stumble upon.  The Hags stage of like from where she sheds her human form is best described as a second “puberty”

Hags that are entering and going through the change are invariably sought out by other Older Hags who have mastered  most or all of there abilities. Through means that are not clearly understood by Hags them selves they can “sense” when of their own is undergoing the change. They find and “tutor” their “Sister” in the use of the initial powers that result from the change. The primary among these being an ability that allows a Hag to cloak herself in the illusion of her former attractive self. As well as tell her of powers that will come to her as she matures.

The “tutor” educate the changing Hag in the proper way to conduct her new life. Working to heighten the sense that she is no longer apart of Humanity and that she should hate the rest of the world for it. Hags are taught by their “tutors” the basics of a language that Hags use to communicate among themselves.

The Hag’s Ability to “Cloak” her self is somewhat unreliable as a Hag never knows how long the spell will last at a given time.

Annis Hag: After the change they continue to be the fiercest of the Hags when it comes to combat. Despite the fact many Annis might well be Swordsmen of legendary stature before the change, after the change they abandon all weapons. Developing a perverse love for the feeling of flesh and tendons being ripped apart by their taloned fingers. Wanting to be as close to their victims as possible so as to more fully enjoy the smell of free-flowing blood on their enhanced senses. A Annis’s skin hardens during the change, making her shockingly difficult to injure with weapons, enchanted or not. The hardening continues with age, growing darker as well. It is best to judge a Annis hang by the darkness of her skin, the darker the tone the more tougher she is likely to be. Annis are also resistant to offensive magical spells.

Note: Reframe from melee attacks.

Green Hag: Clever manipulators who act in both subtle and overt ways to spread strife and chaos. They cloak themselves in illusion for as long as possible, as they manipulate their enemies into achieving the goals that the Hag wished to reach all along, or into destroying each other. Although they do obtain the strength or height of her “sister” the Annis Hag, their slender frames are misleading, they posses great strengths that seems hardly contained with in there misleading bodies. Their skin becomes course and tough like that of a Oak tree, though again not as strong as her “sister” Annis Hags hide, the Green Hag and easily withstand blows that would pierce or shatter the bones of a normal man. Her senses all heighten to the point where it is nearly impossible to catch a Green Hag by surprise.

Note: Reframe from offensive magic.

Sea Hag: Though they massive amounts of strength, they remain quite frail as they were before the change, developing no natural Armor or weaponry. Instead they must rely on their intellects and dedicate themselves to becoming experts with weapons. The relative physical weakness of Sea Hags makes them perhaps the easiest to face in melee combat. However, they are exceedingly difficult to approach. Their true visages are so hideous that they may literally paralyze a person with fright, and perhaps even cause a onlooker to die. Further, there is no getting use to the true appearances of a Sea Hag, even if one manages to survive a encounter with one/ Each one seems to be more hideous than the one that came before it. Sea Hags posses other defences too. Even more potent then their hideous appearances is their ability to shrug of most spells that might be cast upon them. Their ability to remain unaffected by magic rivals that of a elder Annis Hag, they as well posses the ability to breath under water making it incredibly hard to defeat a Sea Hag, since if she may feel she is poised against a stronger foe she can flea to the bottom of the ocean and send her minions to attack, or strike out using magic

Note: Melee attacks most effective.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:01:47 PM
It is time i wrote of the events that transpired that still haunt my dreams, i can not begin to describe it as it should be told. I can only compare it to being similar to being fed on by a Vampire, that pain is made into exotic pleasures. My own kindness has lead to such, perhaps it a test by Hala her self to see if i would waver from my faith. I know not where else to start then to start it where i met the man who betrayed me.

I met Doctor Alan Kingscrest as i stepped out of the Inn, we both headed towards the temple. Making small talk as we got to know each other better. His kindness a shroud to the darkness that swirls with in him. Things are still hard to remember, but i remember him. He had six fingers to a hand, he had large puffy red'ish eyes, as if he had spent the entire night researching old tomes. As well as a graying mustache, he was a older man.

He walked with me to the Lodge to sit with me as i brewed potions and furthered my studies, he left shortly after to tend to his own business. Latter on i had run into him, he had three others, a Elven male who called him self "Sentinel" a member of the Eternal Order, and the "Twins" i know little of them other then that. Iv seen them about on occasion. The Doctor asked me to travel with them i agreed since i was in need of Dyes from the Port.

We eventually arrived to our destination, i should of took their use of Necromancy as a warning perhaps. . .We came to a Skeleton cave. I remember little of what happened there before i fell, waking to being tied to a tree with them surrounding me. Robbing me of a good amount of Fang and my entire supple of herbs.

Things become blurry and incoherent. . .i remember them giving me something, that turned the pain they were to inflict upon me to pleasure. I remember the sensation of them cutting my eyelids away to force me to watch, the feel of them tearing clumps of hair out at will, and the feel of my open wounds being cauterized. It is hard to describe, i can only compare it to the same feeling as when Morticia fed upon me.

I do not remember anything from the point they finally left me for dead and waking to the healing's of a Elderly Vistani women using her powers of the weave to right the wrong done to me.  It has taken everything with in me to force my self from falling back into such a catatonic state. I am so tired, forcing my self to "live", to face that which terrified me. I am lucky to of been found as i had, those around me knowing something is not as it should be. My sisters and Penelope anchor me to this here and now, not the past or memories of the past. I plan to inform Jadow, Louis and possibly another.

I will not let them force me to be a Victim, i will fight, i will not let another fall into their clutches if i can prevent it. I pray to Hala to do unto them as they have done to others threefold. They sway the balance and corrupt the weave, swift punishment will be delivered soon.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:02:08 PM
Things grow easier to endure as time passes, still the horrors plague my mind in times of respite. Still, things better each waking moment as i set into familiar pattern. I find my self still fighting fear it self, but i refuse to be a victim. Such events have brought. . things that have filled my mind and drowned that which caused me fear. Such as Louis kissing. .He says he does not love me, but cherishes me. . i am shocked and confused by his actions. His touch, and his lips were gentle and kind. . something iv not felt before from him. His words perhaps but never his touch like this. .  I can only wonder what Lull is thinkings, she was in the room as well. Remaining unseen to us.

Iv warned Dez of what has happened and asked her to be weary as well. I hate retelling the story repeatedly. . .but most seem to not take my word without cause to. . .I must admit though. . .the more i tell it and recall it, the easier it becomes to bare. Soon, i believe it will be only just another horror iv come to live through that has made me stronger. I refuse to let their touch taint me. I will request Jadow hunt them down with little mercy and reclaim what they have taken from me. I must consult what i know of Hala to see what is allowed of me.

The ritual has failed. . .i must work harder on it. . .the elements i chose to cast the circle were not strong enough. Perhaps what i tried to do with the circle was the problem. I have created such to aid a Halanite in creating there items to more easily connect them selves with the Weave. Perhaps that is where i should test it. I find my self wishing i have never temped such so early, i had told the ones there watching i had used it to summon something, but such was only to keep their eyes busy.

I had tried to strip the mark of the Vistani women away, in time i will see if such has worked. For the time being iv been to the Port to cover it. Iv not told anyone of her marking me, nor i have reason to. It will be removed. None shall mark me nor claim me other then Hala.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:02:26 PM
Their voices taunt me as the darkness envelops me, they try to claim hold over me. I refuse to let them do so. Iv found bits of flesh similar to me own left at the Vistani camp. Did they know i would be there? Or perhaps tossing what no longer amused them so. I grow paranoid. . .perhaps i need more to busy my mind. Iv found fliers that there will be another ball, i am excited and thrilled. I think i will design a new gown to wear. I wonder who will attend. I'v warned Enric now as well, iv still yet to find Jadow. I find things grow easier each day to bare, so much has happened in so little time. I fear even going to see Penelope or Elenor in case i am being watched or followed by them. I'v told them to go to the Port, and stay there till i say other wise.

I sent with them much of what i have saved, they should be fine for a long while, things seem so flawed now. . .for the briefest of moments i was truly happy and worried of little. Now i fear my own shadow, not of harm to my self, but that harm they may do to others. Iv warned Elenore as well, the Druid who has come here recently to avoid the twins and the others. I further my research when i am able, but mostly i find my self to worn to do such at the moment. Much of my days are spent sitting by the window's watching the rain pelt the glass distorting that which is beyond it.

Is it selfish to say i grow lonely, even with my daughter? My friends increase in numbers, but the ties to each seem so weak. I feel so alone here, i watch other couples with painful envy and desire for what they have. Perhaps there is not one here for me. With the blessings iv been given, i should be content enough not to selfishly desire more. I should abandon such thoughts and focus with what I have been given. My power to aid the ill and hurt, and my skills in herbalism. As well as do all that i can to make sure my daughter knows she is loved beyond any doubt. It is almost time Martyn conduct his first examination of her. I hope all should go over well, this will be the first time he has seen her so freely with out I being so guarded.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:02:47 PM
Things have not gone as i have planned, Jadow still seeks to claim Louis's life. Now Louis is upset with me as well. I'v only sought to end this all, instead iv perhaps caused more harm then good. The "Twins" attacked the temple, trying to toy with us. . i refuse to let them do so with me or any other if i can prevent such. Iv met a fascinating man, one i would not dream of finding in these lands, a half-drow. He is like no other iv come to know, kind and gentle. .though modest. I'v never craved the touch of another so deeply, nor craved to reach out and touch them as well. He has asked for me to join him in going to the Ball, iv offered to make his suit.

So difficult it was to take his measurements and resist touching him more then was needed. I look forward to seeing him again, i am filled with excitement and a racing heart. I am no longer filled with sadness and despair. He is so hard on him self, when he revealed him self to me i found my self dazed by his appearance. I find my self blushing even now as i recall it, i can not begin to describe it in words that would make sense. I look forward to the Ball, little can dampen my spirit at this moment.

(The writing seems to be more whimsical and artistic as if she put emotion and care into writing each word)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:03:03 PM
I am utterly lost for words. . .Enric has kissed me. I did not think he felt such for me, he has asked to take me to dinner so we may talk more. I know such posses great risk for him. . He first asked me to be with him. . .i told him it was to soon for me to do such. . .I am conflicted now with Ross and Enric. . i know not what i should do other then give them both time till i know each of them better, and can choose based on such. . .i do not know if i should tell them of each other or not.

So odd how things seem to rapidly change and continue to change. Perhaps this is nothing but another glimpse at happiness that will be snatched away to further my suffering. So many thoughts swirl around endlessly in my mind, seeming endless in their direction or importance. I sit here gazing out the window again watching the all to familiar scene of heavy rain and the fishermen going about their tasks that come no matter what the weather presents.

So nice it must be to live such a simple life, no worries of being caught and burned, tortured, or fear for your daughters life. Still, i would not give up the life that is mine. TO much of it is precious to me. Despite the bad that comes with it.

(The bottom of the page holds a curvy elegant rose drawn in what seems boredom. Though it is not a master piece it is pretty and interesting to look at)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:03:22 PM
Iv been approached my a Elven man, asking if i was a Halanite. He seems to think some recent events are possibly related to a Hag. This is what iv come to know, that a group of men followed a blood trail near the Village of Barovia which lead them to a cave in some ruins filled with corpses piled about. The culprit they named "The Butcher" has been tended to and seems to be the only cause of all the corpses. I am told that two pages have been found, i'v been given one. The other i am told is with one named "Ric", the elven man claims that it is a "Annis Hag". I know well enough to not assume anything when dealing witch such, specially so if i wish to live. Research will be done to determine such. Seaori has thoughts of having her deformities removed. . .such is possible and i can see why she would wish to do so. .but the thought of her having parts of her self removed to fit in better seems so horrific. . but should she ask i will do so for her. I think she aims to have her wings and horns removed. .i'v begun to look into such and see how i may do such. Though there is no official information on such i am stuck with trying to use information that pertains to such on animals.

(The note is stuck between the pages and is as reads)
    
"She calls herself The drowned Lady. And she promised me endless coin! Whom could withstand such an offer? Tomorrow i shall visit her again in the swamps near Barovia"
             
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:03:41 PM
Enric and I spent the entire night together, alone at the Lodge. Even now as i recall the events i blush at the thought of seeing each scar and mark across his body. So many wounds. . . He is the first to see the single tattoo i have. We are each others first, he teases me that i'v let loose some lust driven beast. When i am with him, all the problems i face seem so distant and unimportant at that brief moment.

He has asked me to join him in going to the ball, i grow more excited each day. But fear slowly comes over mer as i worry if this will lead to only heart break and suffering as well. Time will tell, but as for now what i see and know shows me he is kind strong man.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:04:00 PM
Much has happened to night, the room seems to reverberate with my squeals of excitement and joy. Enric has asked for my hand in marriage, iv answered yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! I am overcome with utter joy and pleasure that i can barely sit still for more then a breaths time. Even tonights downfalls are unable to break my spirit.

Seaori was met with hostility at the Ball and was forced to leave, i my self was confronted with hostility at the Ball. Enric was upset that i did not let him defend me. I blush now thinking of how protective he is. We spent the entire time in the Port, we went to a few places, i found a beautiful wedding gown in the Port for close to five hundred fang. I will likely alter it my self, i suppose i need to find out what kind of ceremony he wishes to have as well. . . We had dinner together, we spent most the time playing footsies under the table. It quickly ended when i proceeded to show him my more playful side and he wished to leave as quickly as possible.

I almost ache for his touch again, i wish we had not parted so soon tonight. He is far to much a gentleman to allow him self to so easily be overcome with lust. Perhaps i will put more effort into make something to wear that he will not be able to resist.

I hope Seaori is well, she seemed better towards the end of the night and even decided to host her own ball since she was refused entry. I hope her and the man shes been swooning over have a chance. From what i can tell she seems to of retreated from the idea of having her abnormalities removed. I am overjoyed at this, she is beautiful and wondrous as she is. There is no need for her to hack her self apart to please others, if such should be done it should be because she wishes for it to be done to make her self happy.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:04:22 PM
I'v met with a Woman from the Elven Settlement about aiding me in creating the crystals. I am so close yet still far from completing such. She has given me the task of gathering specific items for each crystal. So far iv acquired four of what i need. Enric is trying to aid me in the last and most hard. A Bodaks tooth.

Earth- Gargoyle Skull
Water- Pound of Sea Salt
Fire- Fire Beetle Remains
Air- Griffon Feather
Spirit- Bodaks Tooth


(The last material is striked out as she adds to the entry)

Iv acquired all i require, now i must take them to the Elven women so she may create the crystals.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:04:41 PM
I am filled with sadness and disgust with my self. . my actions have left me and my two friends cursed. The ritual went fine, till the connection began to deteriorate my body. .once i grew to weak to sustain the connection we were all over come with a wave of free flowing magic contained with in the sealed circle. . .i was only just able to close the circle when we found our selves in our currant state. . .

They say they do not blame me, but how can they not? Iv ruined there lives, iv ruined any chance at normality for us. . .Enric has not yet seen me, i am sure he will be furious. . .With each passing day our story is told again, soon we will be sought out. . They speak freely of me being a witch do they not understand what harm this will do? I do not think they understand that this being so widely know will result in those of a lesser nature knowing as well. I fear soon we will be hunted, things are hard as is to try and deal with i do not wish to be looking over my shoulder every moment of my time here now.

So many thoughts pass through my mind and circle round and round again, one thing after another happens and i am left in turmoil once more. A women has approached me about being a Halanite. This has improved my self loathing and depression some. . In truth though. . .some times i see this accident as a possible blessing, my skills are far better then they were. My pace has quickened as well as my efficiency, perhaps this is not a curse from forcing my way into where i did not belong, but a gift for trying to better understand the weave?

I do not truly know, but i know that iv been told there is little hope for it to be reversed. . .and to spend my time fighting this. . ."new" me is a waste of time and effort, my time is better spent adapting. As we speak iv been working on a spell to manipulate the size of non living things, iv had some success with only small items though. I will continue some effort into adapting.

I must be careful now, for those who do not know me i will no longer speak of the ritual. There is far to much untaped power behind it, should my works ever fall into the hands of summon of a lesser nature it could be used for untold horrors. I will do wheat i can to destroy what knowledge is not needed.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:04:59 PM
I wish for things to be just fixed. . .Enric is having problems accepting that this is to be me. He's told me Barovians couple for life, he is afraid to hurt me. Can he not see i'm not made of glass? Iv braved the wolves den alone, traveled with others to the Barovia Caves filled undead, iv single handily cleansed the first and second level of the Morning Lord crypts. I just wish him to care little of how i look, and just love me as i am. He has begun to talk about tempting to try the ritual so he may become more like me. . Does he not understand the risks this posses? Neither of us should temple doing such, the outcome is unknown. For all we both know it could rip him apart. . .

Jadow and i spent time together, the first in a long while, things were awkward between us a little when we tried to talk. . But things perhaps have come to the point where we can talk without wanting to yell and scream. Thing seem unsettled still awkward most the time in my daily life, still so many ask questions. . i try to be as with holding as possible. . .Tyln has tried to share lewd ideas with me of how me and Enric may continue to be "intimate". . Many continue to try and offer aid in trying to help me and the others find a way to fix whats happened. .

They seem to think I am incompetent in doing so, iv done the research, iv talked to the Elven Mage, iv tried. There is nothing that can be done to fix this, unless the ritual is repeated, but even then there is no guarantee in that we will be fixed, most likely death awakes us. . . .
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:05:19 PM
How odd things have become. . Enric no longer wishes to be with me. Iv had to relinquish my hold of Penelope. . she will continue to live with Elenore in the Port. . .So much saddness weighs on me. . Iv been refused haven in the Morninglords Temple, and forced to seek shelter else where less i find my self at the mercy of a cruel creature once more. There is little place for us, many we once though loved ones, friends or places of sanctuary have turned their backs upon us.

Perhaps this land is truly lost to the darkness, so many hearts so easily swayed. . Iv become ashamed of my self, so much has piled up and caused me to lash out. . .iv attacked two people and tried to have another drink a potion that would render him completely still. Though my better judgment of such forced me to tell him the truth. . even if he was a silver tongued pig of a man.

Miranda has spoken in length with me of my doings, she has told me that my actions, despite having the best of intentions could of labeled me "Black", she has sanctioned me with remaining at the Orphanage to relearn the ways of Hala. Shes told me that indeed the "Drowned Lady" is real and most powerful at that, she thinks her to possible be a Green Hag, however has told me of one hag named Brujah who has turned her back to her evil ways and is a good hag? Is this even truly possible or has she simply fooled many into believing such. . .? Miranda one day hope to call be a "Hallowed" witch, one who has devoted their efforts to Hala time and time again. Shes warned me to be weary of Jo as well, she is Militia and posses great threat.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:05:49 PM
Iv been approached by two men both seeking aid in there own studies, one wishing to learn more of the Weave, the other wishing to become more versed in reading. Things have come to a somewhat calm, still many seek to try and "aid" us or offer there help. Iv had thoughts of possibly writing my tale into a book so it may serve as a warning onto others. Iv been told of strange happenings that are related to Seaori, one iv come to call Sister. It seems a foul being has stolen her image and begun to cause chaos and havoc on her life.

Despite my efforts i am still over come with sadness of all iv had to give up. . .I miss Penelope so much it hurts. . .coupled with the loss of Enric leaves me at a loss. . .Perhaps this is where i belong, left undistracted by love or personal emotions. Only to serve others, such does not seem so different from my previous life before here. Perhaps i was groomed for this fate.

So many wish to help me, but so few listen to me. . .they make the same foolish choices i made once that they can do as they wish. I fear they will be punished for trying to force such to be undone. . .Why do none listen to me any longer? Have i lost my voice of reason as well? Is my voice to small to be listened to? Or do they become so blind from the act of heroism that they do not see the dark path they are traveling down. Perhaps it is time i burn the rest of my research. . .and warn the Seelie Court of such. Beg them to refuse doing such for any other, i do not wish for any other to fall astray because of my own mistakes.

Now i will be the only one to possess the knowledge to do such. Even the Seelie Mage does not know all of the ritual. I pray that this will rest with me, and no other should be foolish enough to try and tasks them selves with this.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:06:07 PM
(The following entry seems to be done in a script like manner, as if they were pages from a book)

Once upon a time a women with pure thoughts and intentions set out to create a ritual to allow her to see deeper into the Weave, as well as allow her to not suffer the effects of holding a ritual on her own. But she alone could not do such. She set out to find one powerful enough to help her.

She came to a Mage of great power, there she asked for the mage to help her craft five crystals each tied to a element. Air, Water, Fire, Earth and Spirit. The Mage warned the young Witch that such powerful magic would be dangerous, that it had untold effects upon the user.

The young Witch so filled with good intentions did not weigh the wise Mage’s words as she should of. Instead said she understood, but she was not able to see the wrong in her actions.

As the Mage crafted the crystals, two friends that had accompanied the young Witch , became dazzled with the creation of the Crystals and sought to follow her into doing the ritual.

As the Crystals were finished the young Witch thanked the Mage and set off to a place that held some power. There she placed the crystals out accordingly. She created a circle, blessing it before she called each element to the circle to empower it.

As she called each element she felt the power of the circle grow and grow till the last element was called. She could feel the power pulse as she wielded it, before her hold of the power began to falter.

Soon the power began to pull at the very threads of her being. Soon her body began to deteriorate till she lost hold of the connection, as she did the raw power began to ravage her body.

In horror her friends broke into the circle to try and save her only to befall the same fate as she, having their bodies ravaged by the power.

The young witch gathered the strength she had left to dismiss the elements and close the circle. Leaving them all marked by her foolish actions. Forced to forever remember her actions. However when one door is closed a window is often opened.

As the young witch tried to pick up the pieces of her life she came to know who were her true friends, who truly loved her and who did not.

Leaving her with the thoughts of her mark being both a blessing, as well as a curse.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:06:25 PM
I find my self so conflicted, is it wrong another should make my heart flutter and yearn for attention so soon? How can i begin to enjoy another so soon, and so much? Do i even know what love truly is? I seem to think i find it so often and then it is not? I loved Keln, i loved Jadow, i loved Enric, i had begun to fall for those few who took interest in me. Perhaps there is something wrong with me? This can not be true can it? Can one find a love so soon after loosing one they thought they loved? I am conflicted. . .I loved Enric. . .but he so coldly cast me aside because i was a hindrance to him and his culture. . .Krow is different. . .he is so filled with life and positive thinking, He is sweet and kind, and at times goofy.

He makes me laugh even when things seem so dark, he is the only one outside of Seaori and Lem to accept me as i am. Not push me to find a "cure" ir keep looking for a way to change back. His presence is always so refreshing. . his touch is always gentle. . . he surprised me earlier with suddenly giving me a massage. . thought at first it was so awkward, once i calmed it felt nice. . .till he asked of my choker. . i did not dare tell him. . .that life is dead. There is no need to dredge it up and have him pity me. . .

Seaori's heart darkens with each breath, with each day, with each moment that thing that impersonates her is free to walk about. Her affairs are no longer of my concern. . .She is becoming a Black'end witch now. She seeks to recreate the Ritual, she says it is to help us, but that is not all she seeks, she seeks power. She repeatedly referred to the power the ritual could give her. . .I do not know who else she has enlisted by Miranda and few others will be told. . .Perhaps they can do something. . .

I came across Jadow being left cuffed to the Gallows, at first i thought they were going to hang him. . .but it was to be "Corporal Punishment" for the crimes of Theft and Intent to Murder. I watched in horror as they beat him with a spiked club. . .as they left him for dead i rushed to help tend him. . .i got him to the Cottage for warmth and healing, he to cast me aside. . He said my hands to small and that he could do it.

Why do i bother any longer? None listen to me nor care for my council, perhaps this world corrupts the heart. . .so many seem to of become hardened and cruel. . perhaps it not worth it to carry on trying to help any. Perhaps i should go to the Orphanage and remain there to live out my life offering aid best i can there. I am a lost witch in a cruel world, what is to befall me only Hala knows. Perhaps she will eventually take mercy upon me and grant me a lasting joy, one that will not falter, and vanish, or one to sway in judgment.

Perhaps i will find True Loves Kiss, and be set free. (the last line is scrawled in a manor that leaves it to be obvious sarcasm)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:06:43 PM
Catch me if you can, seek me if you dare.
Find the little lost witch and gain true sight.
For only the truest of sights can end my blight.

Little lost witch with sights so true, has lost her sister and does not know what to do.
Save her fallen sister and bring her back,
For you will be rewarded with gold by the sack

Little lost witch with sister crass, has forgotten her lover of days long past.
Help mend a heart so broken with finding what was once thought lost,
To unite two lovers once thought crossed.

Little lost witch with sister so twisted,
Has abandoned the love that once existed.
A ritual of lies and deceit draw near,
Soon all will tremble in twisted fear.
A warning is spoken with dread,
For all who help her will soon be dead.  
And in this end all shall see,
The little lost witch who grieves.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:07:51 PM
How is it things can be so complex but so so simple as well? I wish so desperately for things to be normal once more, such as last night, a single Imp attacked a badger so i attempted to fight it, but it did nothing. . . i was useless. . .it killed Tesha easily. . .and then mauled me to the ground. . Senies came though and handled it. .Only to have a swarm of other Imps come from the city at us. I had no other choice but to seek haven in the Temple. But before such, i was being questioned once more about my state and found out a bit of information Seaori seemed to spill to another. Those helping her in her ritual must be born of magic.

Lately it seems in my times of waiting for day to become night iv taken to studying and writing poems and other such things. Iv taken to learning possibly another language. Iv told Seaori of my interest in Krow however. . but she is right. Us being together would be impossible. . .at least in a intimate sense. Why is it there are no appealing men even near my size? But always men of a human nature that seem to sway me so?

Sometimes i find my self so saddened when i think of the future and see it so bleak. So many of those i know have such a flicker of a moment of life before it will be gone. I no longer fit any where and have so few true friends. I find my self at time trying to hard to not be so fragile and hurt that i find my self lashing out to try and prove i'm not. . this is not me though. I wish for the simpler days when all i feared was the Garda coming to harass me. . .now i begin to fear what it is i will become. When i think back upon actions and choices i find my self wishing i could change them. . .

I think of never telling anyone what happened. . .letting a few people know i was a Halanite. . .to not take that chance with another. . .to not let people know i am the one writing the poems about. . So many things i wish i could take back and undo. . But i know i can not, nor should I. But i can stop such from happening again. . .and will.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:08:14 PM
Things continue to become odd, when in the sewers pondering if i should attend the Vardo's Auction a strange creature crawled from the darkness towards me. Its was quite massive, the creature basically dragged it self across the ground. Its legs were tiny in proportion to its body, its skin was green and scaled. Its mouth large and filled with row upon row of razor like teeth. A strong muscled long tail, Tesha killed it with ease however. I fear i may of acted to rashly. . .i acted hastily in being startled so.

Iv spent almost the entire day and night with Krow once more, he has confessed him self to me. Iv kissed him as well. . i find my self torn between the joys of such and feeling guilty. Enric still waits for me, but he will never accept me as i am. . Vin has confessed his feelings for me as well. . but i do not share such emotions for him. Do i deserve such so soon? Even if i care for him how would things ever work?

Soon i do not think i will be able to deny my self the pleasure he brings me, the way he cares for me. Or the joy i get from mending him as well. He is one of the few to accept me as i am not pressure me to find a way to change my self. Though i still smile remembering that when we first met he thought he had gone mad, and i was a figment of his mind. It amused me trying to convince him i was real.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:08:34 PM
Things have suddenly become progressively worse, i know not where i stand with Krow. Some creature tried to lure us into the sewers, we found a large amount of corpses and other dead things. It tried to kill us so we could meet its master. Luckily we all were able to flee quickly and escape it. Cru has told me he found him again, but that he did not attack this time.

Despite my best efforts it seems there are times i'm still unable to control my self as i wish to, iv unleashed my magic in anger or quickly in defense. Krow lead a women to the Seelie Court today, she seems to be a Druid. She seems so angry and bitter inside. I hope she comes to see that there is a better way for her to serve the Balance and be happy as well.

They have found me, the Twins after being able to avoid them for so long they have sent a foul messenger to deliver a warning that i am to distance my self from all those i know or else i will have to pay for such. Krow refuses to accept the warning, he will not change his mind no matter how many times i ask. He has said that he will protect me from them. His strength gives me the strength to brave all this and act much stronger then i am.

I am filled with such fear, i swore to never let them hold power over me. But i worry what they will do to others. How they have found me i do not know, even those i was once close to did not notice who i was at first. I pray to Hala, for her to help watch over me and all those i hold dear.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:08:51 PM
It seems the quote "Time mends all wounds" is truly correct, things are for once are calm. Yes there are still imperfections to me bliss, however at this moment they can not even begin to faze me. Much has happened over the past few days, and this is perhaps the longest iv gone without writing. I suppose i should sum up from last i wrote to present.

The last events that i remember standing out clearly from my last entry would be the attempt of two men trying to abduct me. They claimed it was for some sort of "experiments" i begin to wonder if they are in league with the Twins and the other two. Though such seems unlikely. . .they did not seem there to frighten me, they truly seemed to wish to take me. If such is true i fear the nights are far less safe for me, most of what is out there pays me little mind as is. I still remain on Morticia's good side, Werewolves are relatively handled with ease, the one ghoul i had come across payed me little mind after i explained my self and offered a bounty i had collected in exchange for safe passage. Though if such people roam about once more, it is not only i who is in danger. Iv warned Jo of such, as well as told her of the few bounties i saw that had similar listed offences. She has promised to be watchful over such.

News has come to me that Lull is well, and -ALIVE- such joy's news. Though even in such joy i am pained as i am reminded of Penelope, i still miss her so and continue to write to Elenore frequently. . .but it is not the same. I make sure both live well and comfortably, but how does one simply let there child go? I know some would argue she was not really my child. But blood does not determine who is and who is not family. It is love, the same love i have for Seaori and Lull. They are both the closest things i hold to sisters.

Iv professed me love for Krow and he for me. I can not help but wonder if he will shortly be another to scar my heart and leave me in a tide of sorrow as i mend my heart once more. I am sacred i will be hurt once more and be left alone to the darkness that circles me. I feel safe with him, perhaps more so then any other, but it is not his strength or power that makes me feel so. It is his touch and his words that let me know i will be okay. Iv given my self to him and he to me, it was indescribable. . .i can not begin to describe the pleasures he gifted me nor the lust i had for him.

Each moment i spend with him blocks out the horrors of my past, present and future. Such as today, we spent the day swimming in the lake near the Vistani, and on the beach just on the edge of the water. With him i find joy in the simplest of pleasures, a quite day together spent picking herbs and wandering about nature is no longer work, but a pleasure i reveal in. We spent the entire night together once more enjoying each others touch and presence. He has wished me to be forever his, and i have agreed. I truly hope that i may be his, but iv come to know how fragile a mans words can be when he is driven by desire.

A pair of purest elves have seemed to condemn me today, saying i am "dhraow" or some such. I did not listen to him much, since a purest elf will only get them selves killed quickly. They are both unable to see beyond ones physical form, and such will be their undoing. They mock Hala, and say for my actions before i was cursed my a Elven god from my home world and cast away. Their words make me laugh, how some can believe in such purest ideals in amusing. Perhaps my display of affection towards Krow upset them as well.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:09:10 PM
[Updates her recipe list for her potions, as she ponders new combinations for new recipes]
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:09:51 PM
It seems Kala wishes to "share" Krow. . .i could not begin to fathom doing such. Things remain calm and simple, I am on better terms with the one called Squib. Iv taken to answering that i am a River Nymph when asked what i am. Though it likely best i should not continue to do so. All i need is for another to take interest and want to "experiment" on me.

 I am beginning to wonder about how deeply Cru cares for me. . .at times he seems simply friendly at others he seems more. . .lusting? He has repeatedly pledged him self to me. I begin to worry that in time he may a attempt to do something. I am conflicted between telling Krow, but i fear as well that i may be wrong and create a great misunderstanding, which i do not wish to be responsible for. Perhaps it best to leave things and see where they go before i act upon such.

These past few calming days have given me the rest iv required to rise from the despair of these past months of despair and continue my fight in healing those who require it, as well as being able to maintain my emotions when faced with those who seek to sling insults.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:10:11 PM
I recently commissioned a dagger to be made that would rival the blade i currently possessed. Though sadly i'm disappointed with the result, the blade is nothing more then a plain dagger with little power to it. The blade i possess is powerful as it is, but once i weave my spells over the blade it becomes even more so. Such is a lesson well learned i suppose. That even magic it self can not truly rival the work of a master smith who possess talents in magic as well. Perhaps i should seek one of such talents and see if they may be able to perhaps melt my blade down into a smaller form without damaging the materials.

My walk back from the Port alone was terrifying and unnerving. . i smelled that scent again. The one of death and decay, i know it all to well. It is the scent of those like that creature who demanded tribute in the sewers. I was able to collect a bit of hide from a boar like creature iv never seen before however. As well as a few little herbs. Perhaps i may sell the blade i commissioned to the Vardo and see what they can offer me for it.

Seems for now i will have to continue using the blade i already own. Iv begun to notice something though. . .the Vardo seem to be a bit unfair. I had once bought a cloak for six thousand fang, i had barely used it before i decided it was not for me. I took it with some other items i wished to sell, in turn i was only given two thousand for the cloak. Perhaps they are not as fair as i once though. The Vistani are the same. . .buy items for a few measly coins then in turn sell said item for a small fortune.

Perhaps i should seek out a more fair trader to begin selling to when i have items of interest. Seems my efforts of avoiding trouble have become slightly tainted with such things. Perhaps i will retreat into the wood once more, things are calm and simple there. Iv recently told Krow of Penelope. . .i feel shammed at not telling him sooner. . . Kala thinks i am endangering Krow and their Circle. . .

Iv faced so many evils and hurt all i wish is for the calm and warmth of his embrace, the only sounds i wish to hear are that of the peaceful forest and his voice. Even now i sit here with his name of my lips, wanting him. . .Can one become addicted to the touch of another? Iv thought i was in love with others, only for them to turn their backs to me as they abandoned me. This feels different though. . . No other knows as much about me as he, my history, my flaws and imperfections, my gifts and inner thoughts. Perhaps iv found the one meant for just me and me alone. I pray to the goddess this to be ever lasting in this world and the next if possible, he is the only other who brings such peace to the inner turmoil with in me other then the Goddess her self.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:10:36 PM
Iv just woken from spending another night with Krow, we had left all our usual areas to go to a place Krow knew of. He wished to go somewhere without others. I worry a little for him, his recent encounter with Vampires has left him a little shaken. We spent the day in each others embrace, feeding our desires and lust. He is changing, he no longer treats me so delicately. The more he is his true self the more i desire him, the touch of his lips leaves me dazed and breathless, i ache for his touch when he is near.

My thoughts drift to my forgotten studies  and other such responsibilities. Is it possible to loose one self so irrevocably in another? Perhaps i should draw a list of the tasks iv still yet to complete. Iv still not finished helping Krow finish learning to read. So many things begin to cloud my mind now as i think of things iv left undone, how is it iv become so lost from my self? Perhaps it is that i am changing, my work as a Halanite Witch is still important to me, and i shall continue my efforts. But i no longer wish to be a single flame in the night to fend the darkness off. I am to tired of trying to aid when it only causes me more harm.

I will help those who seek such from me, perhaps my deeds against those of the dark path will fade into the mists that swirl about the night as new brave men and women rise up against the night who have more strength then I. I just wish a life of calm and small adventure, not a epic tale against the darkness that plagues these lands.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:11:00 PM
I'v begun to try and pick up my studies once more, it is hard to continue after so long. My studies into herbs is moving along well, iv identified a new herb as well as discovered a new recipe. I fear my studies into Hala are still lacking as i try to figure out a suitable layout for my time, what i must fit in is as follows.

Studies/Work:
*Hags and their Environment: Chapter III
*Manipulation of the Weave: Chapter IX
*Herbology & Potion Making: Chapter XII
*Sowing & Tailoring: Chapter: IX
*Battle wounds & Mending: Chapter: II
*Foraging & Fire Building: Chapter V
*Krow: Reading


Just looking at the tomes leaves me feeling weary, the efforts i put in thought will be worth it in the end. Iv had thoughts of attempting to create a coven once more, i thought of such when Krow asked me to tell him of Hala. My heart jumped at the chance to speak of her, sometimes i feel as if she is a secret. I wish we were not hunted so, that their could be a running Hospice with in the city where we were saw as a blessing and not a threat. Krow has told me how much he cares for me once more, i could not help tell him of how just the touch of his lips send me into a blind daze of pleasure. When he told me that no other had ever given him a massage i felt guilty at all the times he has tended me so. .

I think iv come across a weak spot, we had been swimming earlier when i had begun to kiss along his collar bone softly when he nearly went under the water because he had forgotten to keep moving. I blush even now thinking of doing such to him again, brining him only pleasure as he brings me. I wish to chase all of his shadows away as he has done for me when we are together.

Iv run into Lull and was over joyed at being able to see her once more, it is truly true then that she is alive. Iv much to tell her, i will have to find her soon and tell her of everything. I do not wish to retell her of my horrors, i will warn her best i am able without telling her everything. I hope she does not think i a bad witch for what iv done. Nor do i hope she will condemn Seaori. Seeing her also brings memories of Penelope up, have i truly done the right thing? Is she better off for now, away from danger free to grow up in almost complete peace. Away from hate and anger, folded away in the folds of love and care. I still see her frequently, but perhaps i will take Krow with me soon so he may at least meet her and know her as i wish him to. Eventually i do wish to once more have her as my daughter, but such will never be possible till i'v a stable home and life to offer her. I'v no right to claim her as my own if it will only endanger her. . .

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:11:43 PM
Things took a turn for the "odd"? I had ventured to the Vardo to acquire several bags as well as a necklace and possible a ring. Upon entering i talked with one of their members for a few moments before the chest lying on the counter abruptly attacked us. It was not the only thing, more and more furniture became animated and attacked till i finally left. There was something else as well. . .something disturbed him enough that it distracted him from the current events but it was not something i saw. When i returned the next day i did not wish to say anything with other customers there, perhaps i will see Jinx about and may ask her.

I am left infuriated, the Drains laws are flawed. Perhaps i will no longer take up residency there for as long as that thing wanders about free to kill any it wishes and drag them back to the Drain. Soon those who walk the surface will begin to punish the Drain for it's actions. He has threatened to take my life should i tell Senies. But Senies has made it clear his actions are with in the rules of the Drain. . .

A goblin i know of named "Squib" seeks to try and have me use the weave to help alter him to resemble other Goblins. I do not know what to do, the process would likely lead to madness from the sheer extent of pain, deformities, and other lingering side effects.

Iv spent another night in Krow's arms, i still blush when i think of our actions. He does not seem so entirely bound with the same hesitation as others. I find my self more drawn to the man i am coming to know rather then the man i first met. He brings me pleasure in ways no other has done so thus far. His passion and intensity leaves me wanting more. I am growing more addicted to him then i care to voice. Is it wrong to want another so much? I feel it wrong to admit i am so enthralled with another, but how is it wrong to love another so deeply? Perhaps i feel it wrong to admit it to my self because I fear i will loose him as well.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:12:00 PM
I am left troubled and slightly displeased with what i was able to obtain. The man who tried to kidnap me has approached me, we argued before he threatened me. It took so much strength to not let him see how much he frightened me. . .We've come to a agreement. We will compose a contract, that he nor any of his underlings may harm me in any way, nor any five i choose as well. For such, i am bound by the contract to silence my words against his person. Such should be seen as a great feat, but i still feel responsible for any he may pray on in the future. . .

Iv come to know Morticia was once his apprentice, how odd that so many here are woven into the lives of other. However, it must be said that he and Morticia are very similar. Both double edged blade capable of acts of great good as well as evil, as well as both being greatly powerful. I will work on writing the contract i must make it as exact as possible so there may be no room for him to find a out. I still do not trust him. But i must place some faith into him that he will honor this as i will.

I think it only fair that who ever should break this agreement will forfeit their life as punishment.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:12:27 PM
We've signed the contracts, We both hold a copy now. (The contract is neatly folded into three sections and set between the pages)

I Alexander Silvanus here by swear that I or any of those serve for me will not bring harm in any way or form to Miss Miuo Nevai. Nor to any of the five she choose. Should any of those that  serve under me act against Miss Miuo Nevai, will be punished by my self.

I Miuo Nevai here by swear that for as long as the said party above maintains their word, I will no longer speak of the past actions of the said party above nor meddle in future actions of said party.  Should those who already have knowledge of such events confront me of my previous actions, I am to remain indifferent and continue to claim that I am unsure of who has done such.

Should either party break this contract, they shall forfeit their life to the other, so that said party may decide upon punishment.

(The following signatures are signed it what appears to be blood)

Miuo Nevai
Alexander Silvanus
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:12:48 PM
Iv come to know Krow's true name, Nathers Krow Osiri Karasu-ki d'Sivis. His name is a mouthful, i find my self stumbling over it now as i try to write it down. He has made me promise to never call him "Nathers", at least in public. I thought i had lost him today, we had entered the Vampire Ruins, and were moving about with ease till a vampire iv never seen before tried to attack us just after we had rested and i had begun to weave my enchantments over us. Luckily Krow's companion Sasha fended him off till we were both ready. He fell shortly after little match for out concentrated efforts.

We had begun to head out to go lower when a female Vampire with power iv never seen any of their kind wielded attacked us, at first i thought she to would fall quickly. She only taunted us and fled cowardly when she became over powered. Krow told me to flee after he had managed to knock her down, i did as he asked. I waited and waited for him to come out, he never did. I prepared my self and used the only potion i had to cause me to become unseen. I found him near the exit bloodied and paled, i forced him to drink some of a healing tonic as we fled. .

It is my fault. . .i pushed us to quickly to keep moving to get as far away from the Ruins as possible. We ran right into a large pack of Werewolves, i easily defended and attacked. Krow. . .he was not prepared and still suffering the effect of the Vampire. They mauled him furiously, watching them hurt him only made me more furious. I hacked and slashed at anything that moved or came near me, they fell one by one to my blade and wraith.

I managed to get him to the Herbalists Hut, where i used the powers Hala has given me to weave his soul and body back together once more. I did everything i could to mend his wounds and the effects he suffered. But it was not enough, his skin remains paled. The color of death, i fear the Vampire that brought him down and fend on him was no simple Vampire Feedling, perhaps a creator of their kind?

We spent the night together. . .he changes daily, the more he changes the more i desire him so. I am left weakened and sore from our night together. . I find my self unable to speak of the countless pleasures he brought me this night. My face burns with the heat of the sun just recalling these memories. He refused to allow the pleasures he offered to stop, till i was to exhausted and weak to beg for him to continue. He has promised that the next night we spend together will not be one i will be allowed to fully enjoy. Is it wrong for me to enjoy his games so, or that i desire the Krow i am comping to know more intimately then the man i first met?

I pray the goddess allows me to keep him here, it is all i desire of this world now. To be able to spend it with him and Penelope, their life will be over in the blink of a eye in comparison to what i am gifted with. Should she allow me just this lifetime with the, I would devout the rest of my long life to only her and her efforts.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:13:06 PM
Little to nothing has happened in the passing days. Edward seem odd though, pale and almost more rugged. Today nature rose up once more, as it had in the past. I pleaded with the Garda to tell others to go inside but they did not wish to listen. Shortly after a large man came forward and started talking to some, but when he sneezed he became almost the same size as me.

Iv managed to acquire funds again since my last shopping experience. I had a most interesting experience, I led five heavily armored men to the werewolves. It felt nice to do so, they did not patronize me or belittle me. They simply followed me with respect and grace. I was a pleasure to travel with them. Iv not seen Krow in a day or so and begin to grow worried. He is still so pale and now favors dark colored clothing. Is it possible the recent attacks on him have left him hurt more then can be seen?
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:13:27 PM
Perhaps iv spoken much to soon about things becoming calm. Iv run into Enric. . .He seems to be a new member of the Vardo. He helped me about a little with letting me in so that i could pick up a order and place another. Upon leaving, he called me "Love". Why did he have to do such? Things for once in my life were going well with out the unwanted drama of a messy complicated relationship.

I worry if i should tell Krow or not, should i worry him with matters that will never be more then just words? I know i no longer have any feelings for Enric as i do for Krow. But a small part of me still cares for him. . .and the tone he used when he called me "love" only made the scars he left upon my heart crack and begin to tear open once more. I feel almost guilty. . iv herd the whispers of what others thought. . .that i rushed things, that i hoped from one man to another with little time between.

I sit here writing in the dark as i contemplate my life and my past choices in what i thought to be love. Faces pass before my eyes, of men i thought i once loved or men who i thought loved me. As well as the faces of men who tried to force me to love them. As much as i feel guilty for moving on, i was the one who was left abandoned and unwanted. He threw me away as if i was a useless bit of trash.

I only wanted him to accept me as i was and to love me, he couldn't. He saw me to much of a freak to even try to be with me. As much as i thought he to be above the blind ignorance of this land, he was just another local who when confronted with risk to them selves backed out. I do not regret my choice, iv a man i love more and more each day.

Even as Krow begins to change slowly, i still find my love for him growing, unbound by a physical appearance. Iv seen his heart and it is what i love so deeply. I'v been separated from him so much lately, i crave to feel his finger tips caressing my skin slowly as i lay against his chest listening to his heart beat so strongly. He has told me that Druids are unable to wear refined metals. My thoughts turned and begun to weave them selves around the thought of a wedding band. . .

I feel shamed to think of such, iv more then i ever wanted. Yet i so deeply want more. I wish to be bound to him before my goddess and all those i hold dear. I could never ask such from him though, i saw the way he grew uncomfortable when i had teasingly tied a thread around him and said i had put a "leash" on him. He shows such care for me though, the "belt" he made for me was not something one could of simply created on a whim. He finds new ways to steal my breath away and keep me on my toes. But always manages to make me feel safe in all ways.

Once more, so much has fallen to the sides and become left undone. My studies still lack greatly, as well as my efforts to grow stronger. There never seems to be enough time in the day for me to do all that i must. So many tomes left unfinished, lessons untaught. I am lucky that Krow has taken some effort to continue trying on his own. I only wish i could find the time to do all that is needed so i could finish most of what i need to learn. At least till i needed to expand further, i so wish to have a scale unskewed by such mundane tasks.

Also to add to my scale of tasks needing done, Squib still seeks to alter him self into a more befitting form. If i do not prioritize soon, i fear i will collapse due to exhaustion with having to always be running about doing something.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:13:50 PM
I am torn between so much now, iv discovered Dante's true plot. As well as much of his actions that he so elegantly kept from me. He seeks to become a "god" through lies. He says so he can obtain the power to return home. He calls him self "Nogan". Alice has brought it to my attention the sort of magic he uses. Something she calls "Blood Magic", just the sound of it makes me shudder. I will need to look further into what this truly is. He has gifted me with trust into his actions. What am i to do? Iv seen him in battle. He is powerful, and i know it to be true that if i should cross him he would likely come after me as well. I know of a weakness though, it is small but it is a weakness. He cringes in almost pain as he listens to his followers prayers.

Alice thinks iv turned my back onto what is right and just, but she knows not what i know. If his magic turns out to be corrupting of the weave, he will leave me with no other choice but to strike out against him. I wish to simply turn away from all this and keep his secret, but i could never forgive my self if something happens that i could of prevented. Perhaps there is a way though. . Alexander and i came to a understanding that was at least better then what could of been. Perhaps i may be able to convince Dante of abandoning his practice of Blood Magic.

Iv longed to see Krow again, we've been apart so much lately. I cooked for him last night despite his thought of my incapability. I almost wish i was my old self sometimes now. I see the way he worries over me, i don't wish to make his life harder. I still see Enric about as well, i still need to tell Krow perhaps. . .i am unsure of how he will take such though. .

Iv been busy lately with handing out potions and trinkets to those who have need for them. Iv met a man at the Seelie Court who was new to the lands. He said his name was Hallow i believe. I gave him all the equipment i could spare for him. I hope he is able to thrive here.

I will pray to Hala to watch over him so that he may have even the slightest of chance to out live most who come here and vanish into the night.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:14:10 PM
[Updates her recipe list for her potions, as she ponders new combinations for new recipes]
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:14:29 PM
[Slipped between the pages sits a contract signed by Miuo and Luciana Armont, the contract looks to be one loosely drafted till a more in depth contract can be drafted]
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:20:13 PM
[Her studies are scribed into her tome]

It is very difficult to draw parallels between a Hag’s Psychology  and Biological or “Necrological” development stages can be drawn. Such is because  Hags are with Human Beings. And just like Humans mature mentally at different rates, so do Hags. Behaviour and abilities do not always match up, and those ho would hunt these foul creatures should remain ever aware that each Hag is and Individual.

Hags are cruel and spite filled beings at their core.

Annis Hag: Enjoy visiting Death and Destruction on their surroundings.

Green Hag: Are vain and self centered creatures who can not stand other persons getting attention.

Sea Hag: Go out of their way to ruin lives of others through gossip.

After the change, a deep resentment is added to their already unpleasant nature. Hags, particularly Green Hags, have long life spans, and as they age their hatred of the would grows stronger. It does not matter to the hag that her transformation was dictated by her race, nor does her abilities to hide her hideousness do anything to lessen her resentment. She had the appearance of a monster, and she throws herself into the role of a monster with pleasure. A Hag attempts to subsist on a diet of composed entirely of sentient beings. There is no physiological need for the diet, it is adopted out of pure viciousness.

For their first few centuries, Hags are content by themselves, stewing in their resentment and hatred of other living things while they vent their anger and unnatural urges on hapless travelers who venture too close to their hidden wilderness lairs. The majority of Hags exist in solitude once their tutors depart. A rare young Hag might be invited to join a covey immediately, but will even more rarely accept. Such Hags are exceptionally vile and probably engaged in evil acts even before the change came on.

Annis and Green Hags tend to select fairly desolate areas in which to live and rarely have impact on their vicinity except for the desire to trap and consume intelligent beings. A Sea Hag however are highly obsessive in their desire to obliterate beauty. They do their utmost to destroy wildlife, plants and anything else they find aesthetically pleasing within several miles of their lair, making the presence of a Sea Hags fairly obvious for those who wish to hunt or avoid them. In all cases as a Hag ages their homes become easier to find as they soon cease any attempt to conceal the remains of their victims but instead allow them to litter the glens or coves they inhabit.

Regardless of type, Hags spend much of their time constructing elaborate traps around their lairs. They occupy their minds for weeks on end concocting the perfect ruse to lure victims into them. Sometimes they venture into nearby communities to spread false rumours about wise women, generous druids or friendly dryads or sirines living in the area they call home. As years pass and adventurers and locals continue to be drawn into by the lures and fall victim to their traps, the hags start to view themselves as more intelligent and cunning than others. They come to believe that although their appurtenance may be hideous and twisted, their minds are far superior to all others.

As they age, this viewpoint is reinforced by the fact that they develop an ever growing suite of supernatural powers. As the Hag discovers she has more then natural abilities than she first believed, she is both distracted from her pastime of trapping unwary travelers as she explores her newfound powers. Only becoming further convinced of her superiority. This swiftly evolves into an arrogance unmatched by few creatures. Even the mighty Lich recognizes that someone out there may be stronger. The Hag, however eventually becomes incapable of even conceiving of such a possibility.

Note: The wise and well prepared hunter can take advantage of this conceit.

As hags grow more arrogant they devlop a corresponding contempt for the abilities and achievements of all races save their own. The only achievement that a Hag lives for, is spreading of suffering and the destruction of life and beauty. Eventually, they reach a point where they are no longer content to merely humiliate and murder their victims. They want to have someone admire their “works”. They also feel a growing need to extend dominion over the territory around their immediate homes. To state these desires, Hags need minions. Annis and Green hags almost always gather minions around themselves at some point, while Sea Hags seem to do so only rarely, although it is not entirely unheard of.

It stands to reason a Hags who have reached the stage of their lives where they require minions will move their home and lairs to a region where minions are in abundance. However, some hags may want to further illustrate their power and superiority by forcing communities of evil beings to move to the Hags home instead. A sudden migration of humanoids or increased humanoid aggression towards surrounding communities may be a sign that a Hag has forced the creatures into roles of servants. The same is true in there is a sudden increase or decrease in banditry in a particular region; Hags sometime force evil humans into servitude, particularly when the Hags dwell near civilized territories where goblins and other such night spawn have been driven off.

Each Hag type has different preferred minions. While it is by no means a absolute method of determining which kind of Hag is active given the area, would be hunters can use reports of certain types of monsters as potential warning signs. For example, if a tribe of goblins suddenly appears where few humanoids have been active before, it might be a sign a Hag has moved in bringing her minions with her. The Goblins could be either the Hags minions, or a clan displaced by those minions and forced to take a new home and hunting grounds.

Note: Capturing one of these creatures would offer valuable information.

The choice of minions seems to be tied to the general personality of the Hag types. Such relationship is not surprising, They are after all, intelligent beings, and like all intelligent beings gravitate to beings of like mindset and interests. Even Hags who force minions into servitude must be able to stand the nature and habits of their helpers.

Annis Hag: Are said to rely on evil breeds of giants and ogres, evil treants, or large groups of lesser humanoids such as goblins, hobgoblins. Annis Hags choose their minions for their physical strength, they care little for their minions intelligence. They choose minions who can inflict the greatest amount of  carnage in the shortest amount of time. Annis rule their minions by fear, through threats of death and destruction.

Note: The only exception to this seems to be a little-known race of reline shape shifters known     as the “Paka”, who according to record have some sort of relationship with the Annis and supposedly offer their services to any Annis who asks for them. They are known as “Cat People” to the Vistani, the Paka are an ancient and sinister race that dwells in isolated villages in the most distant corners of our realm, it is not uncommon to find a Annis Hag living near them. The Paka are generally pleasing to the eye in either human or hybrid (Humanoid Cat) forms. The Paka are apparently raised to fear and hate those who are not of their own kind. Apparently they believe some gross injustice was committed against their breed in the distant past, and they are now dedicated to avenging themselves upon the world. The Paka although consumed with revenge do not appear to be without gratitude when kindness and mercy is shown to them.

Green Hag: Are said to rely on evil forest creatures for their minions, or else lead large hordes of bandits and humanoids. While Green hags are attracted to minions with great prowess and potential to spreading chaos and destruction, they tend to look for intelligence and the ability to take the initiative as well. Green Hags are as hateful as their cousins , but they are still quite vain at their core. They cant to be surrounded by minions capable of appreciating their brilliance of their schemes and traps. Green Hags mostly secure their minions by  promising them wealth and protection of their great powers. Since Green hags are capable of delivering both such minions usually serve our a sense of loyalty as well as fear of the Green Hags rage.

Sea Hag: Once more Sea Hags seem to be the most pathetic of their kin, when it comes to minions. They employ undead beings that are barely aware of their own existence such as zombies. Such unnatural monstrosities do nothing to state the Hags need to be acknowledges for their superior intellect, which probably makes these Hags grow even more spiteful towards the world. If they must answer the need to have someone recognize their brilliance, Sea Hags turn to evil water dwelling creatures such as Sahuagin and Reavers.

Note: Reavers are considered myth.

In all cases, a Hag who has gathered minions makes them dwell no more than a quarter-mile from her home. In most cases, a Green Hag actually dwells among her minions. Keeping a close eye on them. Occasionally, if a adventurers are sighted, she passes herself off as a maiden who has been captured by the evil humanoids. She reveals her true nature and attacks her would be rescuers before they have the opportunity to do serious harm to her followers.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:20:34 PM
My hand is sore and cramped from my studies, but i wish to add in the events of late before they become to distant in my mind.

The most interesting bit of events of late is that a Dragon was sighted just in the outskirts. It was blood red and spoke with what seemed to be a Barovian accent. Those near by spoke of such after, calling it a Mages hoax. I am left baffled and stunned at such, iv never seen one wield such power. And the though of one being able to use such power is slightly frighting. Though the dragon did not come forth to cause terror or harm. Rather it came to settle a fight and urge us inside.

Iv walked to the Port and back, in hopes one there would accept my bounties. Iv had no such luck, i must look for a means to turn such in for they reward they possess. Iv seven relics now, as well as one head that is being kept preserved. I shudder at the though of carting it about my bag.

Iv spent another night with Krow, iv missed him so. Iv missed his touch so, i feel as if a part of me is missing when he is gone for so long. Such only makes the pleasure he brings me ever more so pleasurable. Every moment we are together i crave his touch more so then the last, i know my writings begin to sound like the ones before it, but i no not any other way to word it so. It is all i think of, each pleasure he brings me, each sinful desire i begin to form. I find my self drifting to memories of us together when i enter reverie, more often then not of us coupling. I still dare not tell him of truly how much i am his, or how much i wish for him to mark me as his and only his.

It seems the more he is away though, the more men approach me, as they offer compliments and words of seduction. I fear what Krow would do if he found another trying to flirt with me. I am happy to say it grows easier each encounter with Krows animal forms to recognize him. Iv also come into possession of a rather odd wand, it seems to work with my studies of manipulation of the weave. I will study the wand further and see about it's origins and if it is something worth keeping.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:20:53 PM
Today has been most stressful. I had found Krow at Tser Pool and he asked me to join him, we soon met up with others he was planning to travel with to Perfidious. I soon herd word of one of the men who had maimed me in the past was going to join us. I quickly told them of his actions. We eventually decided to carry on with out the one man and two others due to some issues between them and another member of our party.

After eventually giving up after killing a few demons we decided to head back to find the other two with the man. The Morning Lordian asked to speak with me. He has told me that the man has claimed to be under the influence of the six fingered man. The Morning Lordian swears on everything he holds dear that the man is telling the truth and i have promised to hold him to this. I do not share his faith in this man, i saw him then and now. He is just as filled with hate and ignorance as he was then. I have sworn to see him as a enemy till he seeks atonement for his actions.

Iv managed to collect a set of Horns from one of the devils. I will see of the Vardo can make them into a Bow for me.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:21:09 PM
Tonight was filled with the unending blood shed spilled by the creatures of the night, as i had come to enter the outskirts i saw many wounded and people struggling to contain a were beast. I thought they in need and quickly rose in defense. Upon falling the creature the man turned on me and attacked me. It is the last i help when i am not asked for it. I should of had him slain as well and left both to be disposed of. As the moments crept by something horrid happened wave upon wave of were creatures came from the night including one massive beast twice the size of any normal one.

It slay'ed and maimed many others, as day came forth a small party asked me to lead them into the wolves den for revenge and that is exactly what we got upon the beasts of the night. There numbers have been trimmed some. Let us only hope this will keep them from growing so bold again.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:21:25 PM
Things are wondrous at the moment, Vanquist Lenore has decided to follow in the path of Hala. And in turn wishes to join into helping me create a Coven. He has also asked that i teach him all that i know and as much as i can. I look forward greatly into mentoring him. I feel as if Hala has finally given me as task to do other then that of which she usually expects from me.

I had fallen earlier this day in the sewers of the Port. To some sort of massive beastly bug type creature, Vanquist and Sqiub were with me as well. A Hin came upon us and rescued up only to demand payment after. I would of rewarded him for such, and more so if he had not done such.

Iv decided to begin to start doing the rituals for Hala once more, creating the items that connect a witch to the weave as well as giving thanks to Hala and the like. I look forward to having another join me.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:21:42 PM
I am still lost at the events of late and do not know if i should dare to try and decipher them. But i feel i must at least record them, it all began when Vanquist and i had begun to arrange our offering to Hala. We had almost finished when i herd something from the woods. I had gone to see if it was someone in need of aid when a vile putrid rotting skunk attacked us. Once it was slain i fled into the circle and tried to ready. But we were over come much to quickly. Hords of dead rotting forest animals and farm animals came for us.

We both fell to what came for us, i awoke in what seemed like a cellar or basement with a horrifying figure before me. Her skin was blackened and burnt looking. Bits of flesh pealed away to reveal bone and muscle only to heal and have such happen else where. She tried to persuade me that i was hers and was i was taken from her and hidden. She wanted to make me into what i was before "They" had stopped us?

The more i tried to reason with her the more angry and unstable she became. She lashed out and cut me before she demanded i pray, i did so readily as i prayed to Hala to help the entity before me find peace and understanding to move on. The more i preyed the more she seemed to weaken till she vanished from my sight all together. It is only now that i think she to be the spirit of a Hag.

When she vanished i found my self weakened to the point i lost consciousness. I awoke to another place, that i do not think of this world. I saw two Sisters there though and fled to them to ask for aid. As i did a women came from behind and told me it was alright now, that i had been pulled into a war that was not my own. She told me to rest, that she would protect me.

I remember little before i awoke in the halls of the Orphanage, as my old self. The size of a average elf. A man found me and brought me to another in charge, only it was the women who told me to rest. When i demanded answers she said she did not recall this and thought that i was a Hag.

I fled from there to where it all had began. I slayed the remaining beasts and found Vanquist corpse there lifeless. I brought him to the inner circle. I knelt at the offering and prayed to Hala for aid. I prayed and prayed, till a old women came forth i do not think she meant well and i am glad what she tried to do failed. Hala eventually herd my pleas. A beacon of light illuminated the offering, only when her idol came into the pillar of light did she speak to me. She mended Vanquist so that he could live once more.

She asked me about what it was i wished for, when i said i wished to be small once more she told me that such was a curse. I was foolish and argued this. She told me that it was going to make me ill, that soon all i would know is misery.  I am ashamed to admit now that i see the truth in her words and that i was fooled by this. She said i had remained un-effected because of my strong faith. But such would not last. I know this to be the truth because Hala has said it her self. As well as seeing what has become of my sister Seaori the very thing Hala warned of has long since befallen her.

In her finally moments with me she said that i have served her well thus far, she has left me with a token as well. A ring, her ring with a message upon it. I believe this a sign to continue as i have been. I see the truth for what it is now. This is the path i am meant to walk, my judgment was tainted slightly. But it could not fully do so as it did with my Sister. It may of fooled me into thinking that such was the form i was made for but it could not falter my path. And now i know this is my true form and this to be my path.

Hala smiles upon Vanquist and I, we will not shame her faith in us.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:22:01 PM
Tonight is the first night Krow and i have been together since iv become like this. Nothing can rival the pleasure i experienced with him, i am at a loss of words of how to begin to explain the emotions and pleasures i felt. I could not keep my self from him the entire night, it is only when we were both to worn that we rested. I do not think iv been closer to him. I find my self becoming more excited by his more rough nature then before. At one point when i was lost to my senses, i nipped at his skin. I did not mean to but it seemed that i had bit harder then i had meant and cut him a little. He seemed to enjoy it greatly, i can not wait to further experience all of what it means to truly be together with him. I am free to walk in the daylight with him now through the city or outskirts. I am over joyed and thank Hala for opening my eyes.

I will seek Seaori out and speak with her about altering her ritual, i think Hala wishes us to rid such from our selves. THough i think her Lem, her lover may of died. . neither of us has seen him in a long time now.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:22:41 PM
[She updates her Recipes]

Tonight we preformed a ritual in a new location, i am glad that we have come across such a place. Vanquist is actually the one to discover it. I begin to think the place in which we first chose as our own to be tainted. Both times i temped to preform a ritual it ended horribly for all involved. This morning all went as planned, with out trouble of any kind. I plan to let Vanquist lead the next, i think he is worried of messing it up or shaming him self. Iv told him however that as long as such comes from the heart it will all be just fine. I wish to also show him the Hospice tomorrow.

I am reminded of the place i came across and have fallen for. Iv showed Krow it, he seems to adore it just as much as i do. There is shelter, and water and fresh game. Even a small waterfall. Such is almost perfect to settle down at. But i fear with it so close to the Vampires and Werewolves that it would not take long before we began to have problems.

Over the past day or so iv come to master many new recipes, i am overjoyed at learning so much. I will soon be in mastery of most such common potions. There are still some surprisingly difficult ones iv still not been able to master. Iv payed a visit to the Vardo and requested a set of armor made. I was told it possibly the most expensive piece to possibly ask for. let us hope it is worth the price then.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:23:05 PM
[She updates her recipes once more]

So much has happened in such a short time. Seems another Caliban child has been found, it was given to Lull, shes asked me to take the child. Feeling she is unable to give it a proper home or safe home at this moment. She has named him "Nobody", and has said that this name is important to her. I Shall respect her choice of such and will raise him as if he were my own as well. With things changed i will have to move things up, i travel now to the Port to meet with Elenor to talk about Penelope. Iv just had a thought, perhaps i will give Nobody to Elenor. I know she is sorrowful over this all, i think she will enjoy having another child to be her own. I will speak of such to her when i arrive. He is a beautiful baby boy, similar to Lull in having hooves as well.

Our Covens name has been decided upon, we shall be the Coven of The Weeping Rose. Iv finished our symbol as well, Van seems to like it as well. I think i will plan to have it tattooed onto me as well, perhaps on the back of my neck. We've also begun to keep files on those we treat, i hope things continue to progress well. I fear what i must tell Krow, i do not wish to keep secrets from him. But should he find out i fear what may happen to Van. We had tempted the spiders and failed, we sought shelter at the place i showed Krow. Van had stripped down to nothing and washed in the waterfall, and than simply sat by the fire nude. I was shocked, and embarrassed i had no idea of what to do. He eventually dressed much to relief.

A few nights ago, a carriage came from the mists. Followed by a small cluster of what seemed to be zombie like men. Lull fell, i am thankful i was able to save her in time. Luckily, they were all cut down quick enough and then disposed of. Van and I stumbled across a startling discovery, we found a coffin with in the sewers. Not far from the Drain. We quickly stuffed it away in one of my enchanted bags and then fled. When dawn came we destroyed it, i hope the Vampire it belonged to was slain while we had it.

Krow has asked me to marry him, more so told me i was. Still i am thrilled over such, I can not wait for such to happen. We have decided to bring Penelope back to me, so that we may be a family. Krow has even suggested we pick a new name for our selves. I am blessed by the goddess to be given so much love and joy, as well as to feel such joy from giving so to others. I truly think my life here will be beautiful and filled with more love then i ever thought possible for me.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:23:22 PM
[Updates Recipes]

Things have been going well, iv met with Alexander once more to talk about our contract. Some interesting changes came up and i think we are seeing eye to eye more clearly now. He does not seem as bad as he comes off as on the surface, he seems guarded and hostile. He has given me permission to tell those of my Coven of our contract as well as having them agree to the terms of such in the Port. That "The Family" as it seems his group is being called owns the slums now, meaning that nothing happened there he does not know of. All passers through there are "taxed" Bounty hunters and merchants are taxed a percent of their makings. While Halanite's are taxed enchantments and healing. I find this to be fair, considering they are bettering the place indirectly as well. I will tell Vanquist of this the next time i can be alone with him.

Seems his lover was attacked by a vampire, i will give him time to be alone for now and be with her as she gets better. Seems as if Krow and i are having less and less time to spend witch each other. So much pulls us in opposite directions regularly. But such makes those few short moments we are together all the more sweeter. Today we traveled to the Mage tower, the contents with in it were beautiful. Perhaps i will take Krow to the place near Midway, I think he may enjoy it. Iv spoken with Elenor and have begun to arrange things. She will be Adopting "Nobody" as her own, everything will be made final next i visit her. When i do Penelope will be returning to the Seelie Court with me, i think we shall stay there. Since it is closer, and just as safe for her. The Port is far to expensive and dangerous at the moment, as well i wish to start my Coven here. Not there, Hala's name is already common there, I wish to start my own here and help spread her name.

Iv been given a gift lately, from one i never though i would receive such from. Iv been told they are only entrusted to me till iv no longer need for them. Chang has given me what seems to be a rare pair of gloves. At least to me, iv never seen such before in any of the markets or the Vardo stock. They seem to aid in the healing of others while also helping fend off the effects of negative energies.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:23:43 PM
Once a Hag has reached this stage in her psychological development and has secured power over her minions, she moves in one of two directions. She either seeks to band together with other hags in what they refer to as a “Covey” [A pooling of magical resources and abilities that allows the Hags to weave spells more powerful and destructive than any one of them could hope to do alone] or she succumbs to an almost irresistible urge to bear offspring. The former decision is strictly related to the Hags free will, while the latter is almost assuredly driven by the natural instincts in all species, no matter how unnatural, to perpetuate themselves.

For Hags, the urge to procreate is both physical and psychological. The urge is almost as great as it was to leave civilization when a Hag was entering their change. Such a though may prove appealing to Hags, because the child would likely be very similar to its mother and long be wreaking havoc on the world once the Mother Hag was gone.

Green Hag: The urge to procreate happens once a century after the age of four hundred or so.

Of the three Hag types, the Green Hag is the one most concerned with long term planning. There does not appear to be any particular differences from one Hag type to the other when it comes to procreation, except for a single horrendous ability reportedly possessed by certain Annis Hags.

Annis: The ability to magically transfer their unborn child into the womb of a pregnant female. No evidence exists to prove this myth, but should still be kept in mind none the less.

Younger Hags who join Coveys often manage to suppress the urge to bear children when it comes over them. Once a Covey is formed, the Hags become too jealous of any child that one of their members bears for the infant to survive, unless they can somehow arrive at an agreement which leads to all three of them bearing children at the same time. However there might be those Hags who never feel the need to join a Covey because the continue to have a child every few years. This allows them to increase their ability to spread chaos and pain by the very act of procreation, first by the suffering they undoubtedly visit on the poor unfortunate who fathers their children, and second by foisting yet another hag on the unsuspecting people of our lands.

As there is no male counterpart to Hags, they must be impregnated by males of other species. Evidence indicates that Hags can only mate with Humans or Half-Elves. The most common method in which to secure mates is to lure and unsuspecting traveler into her embrace using her ability to take on a pleasing appearance. Particularly powerful and sadistic hags may use certain abilities that they develop later in their lives in order to cloud the minds of men and lure them to their arms without even cloaking their forms.

A Hag knows the moment she is with child, once she has been impregnated, she slays the father. Much like a Black Widow spider does with her mate. The gestation period for and infant Hag is roughly nine months, identical with that of a human infant. Shortly after the child is born, most hags perform the switch, although few may take steps that are a little more elaborate that that. Despite their biological need to bear young, most hags do not appear to have much of a maternal instinct. Most hags abandon their children soon after birth,  usually switching them with normal infants, as mentioned previously. The mother then typically never sees her child again, nor does she give it a second though. Thus does this evil girl [Hag] grow up ignorant of her true nature until the change happens to her and a Hag eventually arrives to tutor her. This invariably causes the new hag to develop a hateful outlook. By abandoning the child to suffer the bizarre ravages of the change, the hag ends up nurturing the attitude that is a defining quality of her race.

The basic Hag Covey consists of three Hags, there is theoretically no limit to the number of hags that can be part of a Covey. However only three are required to execute the mightiest of the covey’s abilities. The base Covey is always composed of three Hags, although they can be in any combination of Hag types. The specific powers and abilities of a individual Covey varies, reflecting the interests and goals of the Hags that comprise them.

Like solitary hags, Coveys dwell in relatively isolated places, typically glens deep with in forests. Here, the Hags inhabit small caves or shack, while their minions live in hovels or caves nearby. Each Covey is guarded by a large number of Hag minions. It is virtually impossible to predict who or what these might be, or how many creatures might be in the service of the Hags, but there does not seem to be a Covey in existence that does not have at least a few minions.

A Covery has more use for minions than individual hags do. Hag Coveys not only tend to take more prisoners than solitary Hags, but they also engage in actives that may open them up top attack by cunning foes. They research unique magical forms, Covey spells and Covey rituals. Prisoners are frequently used as raw materials to further their magical researches. More often than not, those poor souls who are imprisoned by Hags would be better off dead.

Telltale signs allow travelers and Hag hunters to recognize whether they have stumbled onto the dwelling place of a Hag Covey. First, near every Hag Covey is a clearing strewn with the bones of dozens or hundreds of Humanoids, the remains of countless Hag meals. Although this clearing need not necessarily be adjacent to the glade where the Covey lives, it is certainty that it is nearby. Hags never bury their victims remains, leaving them exposed to fate and the elements both as an act of blasphemy and so that they may have a ready supply of bones for use in powerful Necromantic magic.

Second, every Hag Covey will have one of more pits within which they keep their prisoners. While Goblins and other humanoids may keep prisoners in pits as well, those pits rarely as heavily guarded as those found near a Covey lair.

Least vile among the activities that a Covey undertakes is spell research. In the claws of Hags, magic is only used for twisted and evil purposes. As solitary Hags devote much their time to devising traps for unsuspecting victims, Hag Coveys likewise spend a substantial amount of time in evil-natured spell research.

Coveys focus much of their attention on wizard magic, but many mages scoff at the quality of a Hags spell books.  Adapting spells used by other types of weave users to their own, as well as inventing new spells or improving already known spells. Covey spell books are primarily devoted to the recording of powerful magical incantations that Hags refer to as “Covey Rituals”. Covey rituals have their origins in the same hazy past that gave birth to the Hag races. Only a Hag is able to cast Covey Ritual spells.

One of the most remarkable and disturbing benefits that a Hag gains from banding together in a Covey is the ability to create magical devices known as a “Hag Eyes”. These are created by magical rituals that are closely guarded secret. A “Hag eye” permit’s the Convey members to view the surroundings of its bearer, no matter where the bearer of the device is. A Hag eye also allows Covey to dispatch its minions on spying  missions and to be sure of receiving accurate information so long as the minion bearing the Hag eye reaches the location of interest to the Hag.
All that is known about the creation of the Hag eye is that the ritual requires a gemstone.  And the left eye of a humanoid being. The rest of the method of their creation remains unknown, but the item clearly yields an effect similar to that of a Wizards crystal ball, or scrying pool. By focusing their will, the Hags who created the Hag eye can view the are around eye by gazing into a cauldron filled with liquid.

Hag eyes appear to be gems of fairly low value they usually set in medallions or brooches of steel, impure silver, or bronze. While Hags typically outfit their minions with the Hag eye they might also, while cloaked in illusions give Hag eyes to their unsuspecting enemies, so Coveys will know their every move. Hag eyes radiate magic and even possesses a curious semblance of life. The attack on a Hag eye that results in its destruction is more devastating than most direct attacks will ever be, particularly against creatures such as Green Hags.

Undoubtedly, the most obscene ability that a Hag Covey bestows on its members is a way to create more members of the foul Hag races. Once a joins a Covey, she can transform females of humanoid races into mature hags, brining the change to them through magical means. They can appear to be able to identify females suitable for the transformation by scent. Spawning rituals are the only ritual that a individual Hag can use if apart from a Covey. However, the ritual never works unless the Hag has been part of a Covey at some point.

Females who are transformed by spawning rituals become slavishly devoted to the Hag who so twisted them, much like a newly risen vampire is loyal to the creature who brought the curse of undeath upon it. Since Hags who come into existence through more natural means are supremely arrogant, a covey that consists of a single “real” hag and two that are created through the use of the spawning rituals will be a Covey that poses a tremendous threat to all innocent people unfortunate enough to dwell near it. Such a Covey will work toward a single goal because it has a clear undisputed leader who’s decisions and goals are never called into question. Hags that come into being through the spawning ritual remain under the control of their creator until they creator is slain. At that time they become their own masters and carry out their own evil schemes. While most Covey rituals are the same regardless of which Hag performs them, though the  ritual to transform a maiden into a hag varies according to the type of Hag, the one common denominator between the rituals is that the females they use are always ones of great beauty. Any woman would be suitable, but the Hags great hatred for all things beautiful causes them to target only attractive females.

Annis Hag: Performs the ritual on the night of a new moon, when she can transform a pure hearted female of any race into a Annis. The Annis picks the victim very carefully, using not only great beauty as a criterion but also selecting women who are widely admired and loved by members of their community

Green Hag: Performs the ritual on any night during which the moon is full. However, the Green Hag ritual can transform only Elven women. Like the Annis, the Green Hag selects women who are well loves in their communities, so they can spread sorrow while gaining a minion.

Sea Hag: Perform the ritual using Hin, Gnome or Dwarf females when the moon slips into full night time eclipse. The sea Hag hold their foul rituals and condemn the poor captives to an existence of horror and misery.

Of the three rituals, the Sea Hag’s is clearly the most difficult, with her victims being more rare the Elves, and even more rarely found in the same area as a Sea Hag. As well as the fact a Lunar eclipse occurs only once every five to six years, means a Sea Hag only rarely performs their spawning ritual. Of course, when the lunar eclipse draws near, there is a good chance that Sea Hags will travel inland to Demi-human communities in search for victims. Unlike their counter parts Sea Hags are not concerned with the beauty of their victims, on that they are pure of heart and of the proper racial stock.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:24:02 PM
Iv finally finished my studies and works upon the "Hags", my next source of studies are the other forms of Weave users that are apart of my Goddess following, or just others i may encounter in my life time. I think it may be useful to be able to distinguish between another weave user and a possible Hag or Hag Covey. Though my hand is sore and feels as if iv subjected it to cruel beatings i do not wish to stop, it has been a long while since iv had so much time to focus on my studies. I wish to do all that i am able to at this moment before i am next distracted by the going ons around. Iv only briefly skimmed through the tome for the next section of works but it contains knowledge of Hala and her Covens and all the like.

[below her entry it seems she starts scribing notes of her studies into her time]

As far the magical abilities that witches and warlocks have been granted by Hala, goes as so. “Witches” primarily cast spells that most closely resemble Priestess’s magic, while “Warlocks” cast spells that are similar to those cast by  Wizards. Both Witches and Warlocks claim that it is the indisputable biological difference in the sexes that causes the weave to manifest itself differently when drawn upon. Though it is not abnormal for there to be men and women of both types. The most fundamental belief of Witches and Warlocks is that they are charged by Hala herself to ease pain and suffering in the land. They believe they have been given access to the most basic element of creation, and with that power comes a responsibility to live up to the trust the Goddess has placed in them.

It should also be said that dark sorcerers and the like call them selves Witches and Warlocks as well, but are in no way of the same as those stated previously.

The ranks of Witches and Warlocks is diverse as the people in the domains of our world. They do not even always agree on how to properly honour their deity Hala. One trait shared by all witches and warlocks, however is a deep and abiding love of privacy.  Another universal trait along witches and warlocks is a love of knowledge. Some witch covens devote most of their activities to recording and storing of knowledge, others seek out and gather magical artefacts of all sorts. They are highly scholarly and inquisitive people and this is why they can be valuable allies of those who would battle darkness. The light of knowledge is our primary weapon.

Witches and Warlocks can detect one another when they are with in close proximity, without using their normal five senses. The connection they share with the weave supposedly resonates in such a way that they can “hear”, “see” or “feel” it in the other person. It is in this way that they can recognize each other-and even recognize someone who has the potential to be a Witch or Warlock who id unaware of it. The ability to draw on the weave for magical power is inherited, and all witches and warlocks in the land are descended from the original thirteen chosen by Hala.

Two physical components must be present in order for a Witch of Warlock to practice magic. The first some sort of object that holds personal significance to the caster, and item that will be used to channel the power of the weave and transform it into spell effects. The item is created though Solemn Rituals, and some of the Witches or Warlocks life force is infused in  it. The second component is the spellbook. As with wizards, the spells of a witch or warlock are arrived at through research and study. The process is very different, however and the results are unlike anything that a wizard would recognize as a spell. There is no residual magic in a spellbook of a Halanite

A witch or warlock can not cast with out their spell focus, if the item is taken away they are unable to cast such spells. Such is the only requirement for the majority of a Witches or Warlocks spells. Although most witches and warlocks are unable to wield the full power of a priestess/priest or wizard, they practice their unique magical abilities to the exclusion of other forms of magic. All the power a Witch or Warlock needs can be obtained by joining a Coven.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:24:16 PM
Today was a busy and eventful day, Vanquist now tittled "Guardian" has completed his first Ritual and crafted his anchor. As well as bought his Tome to use as his Spellbook. We also had a rabble meeting where several issues came up. A thought also came to me about the vampire issue, i wonder if it possible to take the soul of one infected with the vampire infection and transfer it into a body no longer wanted by the previous host. Perhaps some more thought should go to this, thought it seems to be something that may be worth looking into if it can restore balance to those who have lost the right to be apart of the balance of the weave.

We traveled to Hazlan a few days ago, such was a horrid place far worse then Barovia. It had to do with a little girl named Olga, the Vistani and a prophecy years in the making.The day before a skeletal demon in the outskirts appeared seeking Dez, and wanting to know where the girl is. I shall leave this matter to Dez, to many are involved already and i do not wish to become tangled up in the matters with so much going on with my self as well.

The more time that passes i begin to fear i may not be the one able to provide Penelope a safe stable life, the things and tasks i go on to take are not something one with child should do. I think she may be better with Elenor, safely in Port-a-Lucine. I think i will not disturb her life any more so then i have. I will make sure she is well cared for there and can become educated and grow to be a outstanding women of society with her brother now, Nobody.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:24:34 PM
Anchor:
I call upon the ancient fires,
to bring forth a ancient pyre,
craft for me a anchor of the weave,
of blood and spirit,
yet stronger then thee,
forge this ______ in her name,
the Goddess I now claim.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:24:49 PM
According to their beliefs, Hala gave Witches and Warlocks a incentive to band together by teaching the first thirteen Witches and Warlocks about Covens. Covens can be extremely useful allies in a fight against darkness. They can also be powerful opponents if wronged. Further, the smallest and most common type in existence consists of three members. Making it easy to mistake such for being a Covey of Hags.

At the core of a Coven is a Witch or Warlock of at least medium power, although there is no specific time at which a Coven can or cannot be formed. Immature witches and warlocks are usually discouraged by elders from forming or joining a Coven. As the experience of joining one is usually more emotionally challenging than many younger  followers can handle. 

Regardless, a coven always starts with a single individual, no matter that person’s age or skill with magic. This is usually a person of strong convictions or who has a particular set of goals. The person then searches for individuals who share the same beliefs and goals, inviting them into the coven. The person who started the coven usually remains its leader until death, at which point the coven either dissolves or another of its members steps forward and assumes leadership. The latter result is more common than the former; usually, the other members are devoted to the goals of the coven and wish them to be carried forward. They share a wish to see the coven continue to grow in experience and ability.

The core of a coven is three witches or warlocks. This is the smallest membership a coven can have and still be a functioning coven. As soon as a third member is added to the coven, all three of its members gain the extra powers that come with coven membership. The coven then grows from that point, and as the coven increases in numbers so do the magical powers that can be tapped by its members. The largest and most powerful covens have a maximum of thirteen members

Covens are created for the purposes of teaching spell craft, defending each other and their families, and gatehring of magical power. When Warlocks and Witches join Covens, they gain access to a wider range of spells, including the ability to cast magic that resembles priest magic for Warlocks and wizard like magic for Witches or vice versa depending on the one in question.

When a Witch or Warlock is inducted into a Coven, the inductee becomes familiar with the deepest and darkest secrets of the other Coven members- and a vice versa. The ritual to initiate a new Coven member takes seven hours. Being inducted into a Coven does more for Witches and Warlocks than draw them closer together, it also expands their magical abilities. As a direct result of being inducted into a Coven, Witches and Warlocks find themselves more easily able to draw on magic.

Solitary Witches and Warlocks tap into the weave through powers that exist within themselves. Coven membership opens new vistas for Witches and Warlocks, granting them the ability to draw on broader expanses of the Weave. Once apart of a Coven, Witches and Warlocks can still use their personal powers to wield magic as they always have, but they can also draw from external forces. A Coven member also gains additional powers that grow as the Coven’s numbers grow.

As their numbers grow they become able to join together and draw on the weave to create spells that are more powerful than anything they could create alone. These magical effects are not drawn from spellbooks and do not require any components other than the collective will of the Coven members. The effects present themselves to the leader of the Coven in visions, and the leader then confers this knowledge to the other members of the Coven.

Three-member Covens: Gain the ability to gaze into the hearts of men and women and determine what dark secrets they might be hiding,

Seven-member Covens: Can strike terror in the hearts of enemies with an act of will. Coven members can cause themselves and their allies to become invisible, and even cause the entire Coven to instantly vanish from one location and reappear in another. This ability is reserved only for Coven members and does not apply to its allies.

Thirteen-member Covens: Can create wide range of destructive effects rivalled only by the most powerful wizards and priests. They can cause objects to instantly change form, a fiery death to rain from the heavens, the sky to darken with clouds, and the dead to be restored to full life.

All Coven magic is ritualistic, the Witches and Warlocks engaged in its casting must first clear their minds, then focus their will on the effect they wish to create. If the entire Coven is casting the spell, its leader must spearhead the effort. If only part of the Coven is creating a certain spell effect, the most senior member present leads the effort. “leading” means choosing the target of the spell, as the effect is created though the consensus of the Coven.

As a Coven grows in size its members gain increased resistance to magic cast by others.  The members of a three-person Coven can more easily shrug off the beguiling effects of a Wizards “Charm person” spell or a Vampire’s “Mind-Addling” gaze.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:25:43 PM
Things have been going well, though I must admit at times it almost feels as if i am loosing who i was and now becoming more emotionless and hardened. . .I fear i will become like so many others who walk this land. Cold and hard, iv not been able to see Krow this past little while. We so rarely have time to be with one another. I fear we are drifting apart. Iv not even been able to talk to him about the matter with Penelope.

The Coven is moving along just fine, though we are not truly formed till we attain our third. I fear this will be no easy task, the other Sisters have showed no interest in such. While the only Brother i know of seems to have vanished, i worry our numbers are to small to attain a stable Coven. Perhaps we only need to continue to wait patiently, and a Witch or Warlock will present them selves. I know their are several such people around us who use the Weave, only none seem to be fellow Witches or Warlocks.

I begin to wonder if this is a test from Hala to test my patience and see how well i can do. Since we tempt something rarely tried by others, it is extremely rare for a Coven to consist of both Witch and Warlock. It is possible, but from what i have been able to find it seems such usually ends badly because both sides become. . . jealous of the others hold over the Weave.

My connection with Vanquist grows steadily each day, i feel safe placing my life with in his hands as a member of the Coven. I do not know how to describe it, i feel almost as if we become bound and connected each day we strive forward together. As if our fates are becoming more entwined with the other. Perhaps this is but a taste of what it will be like to be in a Coven. I wish to talk to one about this but i feel Krow may misjudge such and become further jealous over Vanquist. Iv still yet to tell him of seeing Vanquist nude, twice now. And i do not wish to ask Vanquist if he feels the same, for fear that it is only I who feels such for him.

I feels almost as i do for Krow, a deep trusting love and acceptance for the one in question. Though it is not of a lustful way, i do not know what to call it is similar as well to how one loves the Goddess or God they follow. Perhaps it is similar to both, as well as sorts like a parent, seeing him grow and change with me by his side. I only hope this to be a taste of what a Coven is like, to feel such makes me think as a mixed Coven we may be able to pull such off.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:25:58 PM
Things are seeming to grow more complex with the passing days, Miranda happened to come across me and Vanquist as i was raising some fallen. I am embarrassed to say that i fainted after doing such. Though she assures me that such is reasonable after calling to so many fallen so shortly apart. Thought it is what happened after that makes me slightly embarrassed, i came back to with Vanquist holding me closely. I felt a connection to him iv not felt before, Miranda says he likely acted as a anchor calling me back.

I told Krow of such, he seem angry when he herd of me seeing Vanquist nude. He seemed to agree with my choice of Penelope. More continues to happen as well, Vanquist and I have come across a promising spell user. Iv given him the choice that he could seek help from us, to help master his gifts so he would not be a danger to those around him, as well as helping him master his gifts to the point he can do good with them as well.

Iv attained a method in which i am able to see deeper into the weave then i naturally should, allowing me to cast a single spell from what i see. It is incredibly exhausting, but the power behind it is amazing. The spell i choose created a fire storm that killed several Vampire warriors and a Sorceress with ease, it is almost as if the fury of Hala manifested it self and stuck down what dare to challenge me.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:26:16 PM
It is odd how things come full circle, seems i am once more placed in the same situation as I and Jadow were in before. Rumors are being spread of Vanquist and I being lovers, which caused a argument between Krow and I. I do not deny my love for him, but it is a love i share with many others. Iv promised Krow that should things ever change i would tell him and we would figure it out.

I think some of this is my fault as well, i accidentally said to Vanquist "Thank-you my Love", it slipped from my mouth before i could even think about it. Only so because i am so used to Krow mending my wounds and saying such. Vanquist answered "Always my love" in a gentle voice after though, my words caused a fight to happen between Zosia and him though. They no longer seem to be together. . .i feel so responsible, specially so that Vanquist seems to be closing him self off more and more. I am thinking of taking him to the Orphanage to help him open up some.

Iv looked into the Coven of Black Witches, know as Lysaga. They are quiet powerful and use death magic. We were able to destroy the part of the Coven that was at the circle. I hope such will cause the others of the Coven to retreat some and end their strife on the land their.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:26:33 PM
It is odd how things come full circle, seems i am once more placed in the same situation as I and Jadow were in before. Rumors are being spread of Vanquist and I being lovers, which caused a argument between Krow and I. I do not deny my love for him, but it is a love i share with many others. Iv promised Krow that should things ever change i would tell him and we would figure it out.

I think some of this is my fault as well, i accidentally said to Vanquist "Thank-you my Love", it slipped from my mouth before i could even think about it. Only so because i am so used to Krow mending my wounds and saying such. Vanquist answered "Always my love" in a gentle voice after though, my words caused a fight to happen between Zosia and him though. They no longer seem to be together. . .i feel so responsible, specially so that Vanquist seems to be closing him self off more and more. I am thinking of taking him to the Orphanage to help him open up some.

Iv looked into the Coven of Black Witches, know as Lysaga. They are quiet powerful and use death magic. We were able to destroy the part of the Coven that was at the circle. I hope such will cause the others of the Coven to retreat some and end their strife on the land their.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:26:49 PM
[Adds in two new recipes to her potions list]

What have i done. . .things are so broken, worse then they have ever been. So much has transpired in a single night. Vanquist has kissed me, Krow found out, i chose to choose none. . .Krow tempted to kill him self, Zosia  got nine innocents killed, Bel became a Halite and invited into the Coven, yet when all this happened he pointed the finger at Van and I. .

Is this all my fault? Can single act of love have such toxic side effects to all those around? Van mutilated his hand. . so much hurt and pain suffocates us all in this horrid forsaken city. But i can not help that this was what was supposed to happen, the truth to me told no matter the consequences. . .

Perhaps i will stay in Port a while with Van and the Sister till iv enough strength to deal with the world beyond here, so many will hate me for this. Vanquist is all i have to keep me whole at this moment. . .iv lost one of the men i loved beyond words or expression, i can not bare to loose the other as well. .

Vanquist said something that made me think a little, every time we face happiness something happens to destroy it, though we always rise up once more stronger then before. Perhaps these are trails from the Goddess, testing us for something greater in the future?
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:27:06 PM
Today started out normal enough, Van and i joined some others in going to Har'Akir, which was surprisingly fun. Rare warned many had fallen there, for us not become badly hurt. I as was able to collect  some materials for Bel, he was thrilled at the basket i had prepared him that held some Halite items, as well as several wands and scrolls. The Coven is still whole, i am thankful for this small piece of happiness to remain.

We were asked to aid the efforts of two others to save Miss Alexias from Vincent Von Stravkov, we hurried searched the Graveyard they said that they were directed to by evidence and hurried out way through the winding crypts till we came upon a final room lit by torches and candle light. Alexias sat in a change what i know to well to be a Vampire Brides Wedding Gown, it looks very similar to the one i have. We managed to break a bar out and get her out as Micheal and Vanquist took care of Vincent, they staked him, removed his head, destroyed his coffin and then we burned it all, as we did though things began to come to light. Several trinkets the vampire had with him, including a Amulet, Ring, Staff, Sword and a Cloak. At the moment i am in possession of all the items other then the cloak. I will take detailed records of them and add the records to our files.

Once iv done such i think i will bestow a single item onto each Coven member.So far those that have seen the blade have all been awed by it, i will give such to Vanquist. The staff to Bel, and i will keep the ring. The amulet shall be give to one in need most likely.

Though after all we did for the women she met me with only hostility and a very poor attitude. I received no thanks or even the efforts for her to be at least civil. I did not expect such but from her attitude i begin to think if it was even worth it to save her. Yes she is a innocent and has done no wrong to the weave as of yet, but i tempted to be polite and civil to her.

Vanquist rented us a room to celebrate, I could not keep my self from him. His gentle touch and gaze was more then i could bare that night, i enjoyed every second i was with him. There was nothing else, just us alone together. No looks from others, so vile words cast out upon Halites, no hate or spite or cruelty, just pleasure and love. For as long as we wished it.

My only regret is that despite my love for Vanquist, i feel the need to still care for Krow, i can not leave him alone. Not after what he tempted to do, Even if he pushes me away i will always do what i am able to aid him. . He no longer wishes me near him. . .or in any way but i still care for him, something that will likely never end.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:27:22 PM
Things are no better then last i wrote, Krow has taken Vanquist's life. . .though oddly brought him back to me and even aided in bringing him back to life. . .Both men war against the other in hate they should not be faced with. . .if anything they should hate me, not each other. Krow spirals out of control, while Vanquist becomes more willing to step out from his path, i worry that both will destroy the other if not them selves.

Krow at least talks to me, he seems fixated on the idea that he was not enough or i did not love him. I wish he could see beyond this and see i was only trying to save them both hurt. At this rate it may be better if i leave and never was to return, they would likely be both better off with out me about. I feel so ill lately, it has been days since i rested well or had a clear mind. So much plagues my mind, issues, tasks the future, the past.

I am stuck now in Port, with no money, though i feel a comfort in being in the Hospices when no other is around. They are quite and safe, there are so many that i can move around at will and be unlikely to be found. Iv visited Penelope some, she grows more and more each time i lay my eyes upon her. Sadly i know i must return back to Vallaki soon, i will be needed there.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:27:39 PM
[Updates her recipe lists]

While making my way back to Vallaki i met a interesting sort of man, her claims to be from Har'akir, as well as half snake. He has begun to call me "Mother" apparently due to his "Father" or God Osiris that a his mother would guide him and be a user of the Weave. Seems i fit both and so forth am now. I do not mind such, since he seems kind enough, perhaps ill skilled in the boundaries one should not cross. He seems to eat things whole when they are dead, we killed a wolf and be began eating it right there.

he also seems to eat dead cats oftentimes, as due to them being the enemy to his god. He possesses great magic, he was able to summon a massive scorpion at will to help aid us. It was likely bigger then two cows side by side.

I found a name in which to call Vanquist by that would not be the same in which i call Krow. Iv decided upon, "A'maelamin" My beloved, and he upon "Gûr nîn" My heart. I begin to worry more and more for Krow. Day by day he becomes one i recognize less and less. I fear he will soon become some utterly different and it will be my fault alone. I wish he would see such from my point of view. But such is impossible while he is stuck on the notion "I do not love him".
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:27:57 PM
Things seem to never stay good for long, much has happened over these past few days that i find my self looking back and shaking my head some at the things i did. Krow has ended things, he made his choice when he stood by the so called Ezrite as she slandered Halites, threatened my life and called me a whore. Seems i made a small slip up as well with weaving a spell about with not thinking about the full consequences of such first, seems iv still much to learn and work on more self restrain.

I fear i may of made a new enemy as well, a dark elf. She tried to have a Caliban kidnap a small hin women, i slew him and tended the women. When the dark elf tried to tell me the night belonged to her i told her it did not and next i saw her tempt such i would end her and who ever was aiding her, burn their remains and store them somewhere no other would ever find them.

Though now that i think of it, a worse fate for her would be to seal the remains in a box and bury them in the elven settlement. At least no other dark elf would be able to get them, or even think to look in such a place.

I am growing quite fond of Naomi, she is quite talented and intelligent, she is a Witch as well, though one like Bel. Though she seems most talented with negative magic and Necromancy. She is the first iv come across to not abuse such, she uses it only when she absolutely must. From what i have gathered i believe she isn't tainting the weave in any form, nor is she abusing it. She also makes a nice counter to my Covens own use of the weave, it is pleasing to see various forms of the weave coming together to work towards a single goal.

As far as i have gathered from my studies Necromancy seems a accepted art among Halites, of course when said art is applied to doing the will of Hala. Though i fear many will only see it as evil and a most evil act. Iv looked into many spells, and many what could be useful spells to end a foe in a single spell seem to be of Necromancy origin.

We will have to be careful with who we ask to join us when we are working together, i must admit as well though seeing the dead animated and such makes my skin crawl and my stomach nauseous, they scare me as well. Iv seen the horrors they can do when they are left to their own will, iv warned Naomi of some limitations that can not be crossed, that would be considered acts of true "evil". Let us hope the promise i see in her grows, and does not consume her in the end.

Szar wishes me to be his mate, iv little idea why. He seems to reject his human side so i see no reason why he should want to take a lover that would only influence his human side. Iv still not been able to find any lore on the one Szar calls father "Set". With the events that happened in the tomb i begin to worry about his "Father"
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:28:19 PM
Much has happened today and i worry if i should feel as happy as i do, or if i should be filled with remorse and anguish as well. It was not long ago that Krow had asked for my hand, now Vanquist has asked for it as well and i have said yes. I worry if it is to soon, though Krow has made his disdain and utter lack of care for me very visible. Perhaps i worry so because i still wish him no ill will or harm, even if he wishes so for me.

Iv begun to put my affairs in order, as my life here continues to unfold i realize all to well the dangers that lurk about the night, as well as the dark corrupted people that are about. Iv made the choice to no longer be a involved in Penelope's or Nobody's life. They will live out their lives safely and contently i will make sure of such, they will always have what they need as well as enough to see they are spoiled from time to time. But i think it no longer best i be involved. Perhaps they are a sign i am one day meant to run a Orphanage. I think such would please a'maelamin greatly.

Iv still had no luck with being able to find information on the god called "Set", and such begins to worry me more so. As does the way Szar begins to faun over me so, perhaps it is only paranoia from past events with others. But the events in the crypts still plague my mind and i am left worried that he may not be all he seems.

Iv begun to do research into something that seems to be of great importance to the Coven as of late. So far iv found nothing about Hala and the use of Necromancy, so i am left to believe that she as Goddess over the weave does not ban such, but at the same time does not condone it as well. There are many things that can be done in this world, but such does not mean we should.

As the Coven Mistress i shall make this choice for us all, i will abolish the use of all Necromantic and Negative magic use for Coven members. We shall still allow those outside the Coven carry on if they wish, only destroying those who out right abuse it. However, we three will not use it in any way or form. Just because we follow the Goddess of the weave, does not mean we must use every piece of it.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:29:01 PM
Bel has come to me with a issue, he believes that Necromancy is a corrupting force of the Weave. Iv promised to look into such and at last iv begun to find some information upon it. Iv yet to speak with Sister Miranda, but at least there is something i can work with. I can tell both it is not a corrupting force of the weave in its self. Though the use of such magic has varied beliefs and thoughts. There is still no official record of where we are to stand on such, rather it is left to the sole beliefs of the Coven on the mater.

I will need to talk to the Coven on such and see what we all wish, it seems a'maelamin is for such, while Bel is against it and i am left neutral to it. My person thoughts on such are that i dislike it, and find such rather disgusting and frightening. But it is apart of the weave and this i can accept. it is a counter balance to the force of the divine magic.

Bel thinks necromantic powers are more powerful, iv at least some proof now to offer that they are not some force corrupting the weave as Hags do. But i shall not claim the magic any less evil or devastating as it is. I hope the Coven can come to a agreement on such, i will also ask Bel to look into the weave and form a Necromantic spell design and study it and compare it to other such designs, perhaps then he will notice it is not corrupting in such a manner.

Iv had another unfortunate encounter with Miss Amelia, as usually she was her bitter, spiteful petty self. I pity her, she claims i victimize my self, when all i see is her bouts of rage and anger looking for attention, for someone to come to her side and comfort her anger and tell her she is right. I find it amusing this all started with her own doing. Her so called "hate" for me stems from our encounter after my accident with the ritual.

Her idea of "helping" me was to insult me and badger me with cruel words, i simply walked away from such and since then she has been so. She is a petty sad little women who must make others hurt to feel better about her self. She thought it absolutely amusing to break into my room at the ladies rest in hopes of hurting me on some level. When in fact i find it amusing she only makes her self look more and more like a vindictive hag who needs to cause strife, and more and more see it.

She is nothing but a speck of dust upon the wind now to me, to consort with someone so vile will do me no good. Iv tried kindness, and hatred, neither seem to work. From this point on she is no one to me, should she be in a room i will not see her, should her voice carry upon the winds i will not hear her. Should she press to close i will not smell or feel her. She is nothingness, and will be so till reason is given other wise.


[Adds to her recipes]
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:29:19 PM
It is funny how much you can trust someone and then see them betray you so easily, Bel chose to approach Amelia and Alexias and speak with them. He tried to end our "feud" but all he seemed to do was fall for exactly what Amelia wished him to. He returned and spouted the exact words she did, calling me petty because i would not give her apology. For the very reason because her goddess was "similar" to our own. He even went to far as to claim she was willing to make amends as well, i admit after all the events of the night i was vexed and no longer able to be so polite and nice. I made the apology and was rewarded with being ignored, i hope he is content with throwing the Coven away for them. He says he had not chosen them over his own, but after he insulted both A'maelamin and i and took off, who followed? Both women.

I hope he will be content with his choice, a'maelamin will be watching him as well. He is a holder of our secrets and the secrets of all halites. If he posses a threat to us we will have no other choice but to deal with such. This is not the first time he has done this, the events in Port, he chose others over the Coven, the events with Miss Frost, he chose her faiths morals over our own, and now this. He has little faith in Hala if he can so easily sway to the beliefs of others. While yes i admit we should keep the beliefs and thoughts of others in mind, we should not change our own to suit them.

Iv done what Bel wished and exactly what i said happened, i owe no more to them as i i did in the beginning. They simply take joy from hearting others, perhaps it is worth looking in to i begin to doubt they are even followers of Mystra. Seems like they would follow ones who enjoy creating pain and suffering for others. Perhaps "Bane", if i remember correctly there was a relativly big following that started here. Or perhaps one iv herd called "Cyric", matters little, if they become a bigger threat they will be put up for discussion once more and their fate decided then. I dislike the though of debating anothers life, but if they pose a threat to the Coven and all other Halites there is no other choice.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:29:37 PM
So much has happened, i sit here holding the blade that caused so much death. One we seven risked so much for on the word of Petre, Vanquist and i had originally sought to turn our Winterlass into daggers. Petre over herd us talking about looking for diamonds when he asked why we told him. He told us of a tale of one known as the Ice Queen and her fondness for crafting things from the cold and ice.

We set off to find her Palace, we did, but the higher we climbed the colder it became. We entered easily enough and the creatures their did not pose to much of a thread. The traps were deadly. . .nearly killing several party members. With out a rogue we were forced to to break the locks on chests, in doing so we destroyed much, but we found a single dagger. Vanquist has told me to keep it, i am over joyed with such but feel i would of been more so if we had found another. Perhaps we will take the other route and seek the Smith to make Vanquist his. If needed i will sacrifice my own Winterlass to the efforts.

I can not help but think this is our chosen weapon. It is the favored weapon of the Goddess, as well as share our Covens name. So much more has happened this day as well, the Hag that once attacked and kidnapped me, we found her under the Orphanage surrounded by her rotting hoard of creatures as well as several remains of people who fell to her. We destroyed her, but i do not think she is gone for good, she is not corporeal as other hags. She is more spirit like, and for that reason i think she merely fled when she grew to weak. I learned our attacks did little to her, but the divine damage we hit her will did so greatly.

We also came across a uncommonly powerful ghoul like being who when we fell, had a book upon him. One iv not seen before, this day has been blessed by the goddess most uncommonly so. We've obtained several relics for the Coven, sadly we are no longer such. Iv faith that what has happened, did so for a reason. Szar is suspected of murdering a man and burning his remains as well. I attacked him in anger but begin to think their is more to the story. The man we saved, he did not act right. . .he was not mad nor worried he simply got up said he felt different and walked off as if nothing had happened, something is defiantly not right. I think i may need to seek Szar out and hear the other side of this story. Iv found out much of Set from others, he seems a unpleasant God.

Upon searching the Morninglord Crypts we came across a portal, the sounds that came from it make my skin chill as i filled with fear. I could not bring my self to fathom even going to close to it. As we delayed undead became to crawl forth we slew them but i fear i was not brave enough to enter still, instead i tore through my bag and took out a page of greater dispelling and cast such on the portal. I am most glad to say that it dispelled and closed, i could not leave it open, nor could i simply flee.

Today, a man out of no where rudely approached Vanquist and began to prod his chest demanding to know where we came from. His hostile now forced me to prepare, and when he refused to leave i sent Lupin upon him as well as a fire storm. He fled badly wounded and i called Lupin back and sent him off feeling we were not safe. The man healed, enchanted him self and attacked once more. Having his friend help him, i loath both men, they are ignorant and foolish, i would rather sit at a table with Amelia and Alexias and drink tea while discussing the endless possibilities of the Weave, which i must admit is not such a distressful idea. Despite our pastes, there is this topic that even with them id be overjoyed to discuss. I see so much beauty in it, and feel my self vibrate with excitement when other speak of it. In the end however, the both slew both Naomi and Vanquist, the man repeatedly stabbed Miss Naomi even after she fell till she was dead. It sickens me thinking of such, he stood there and stabbed and stabbed and stabbed her as if it were nothing.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:29:56 PM
It seems my days are filled with more and more dramatic events. Jadow has surfaced once more bringing me the twins, he has said to of extracted my revenge upon them even returning the bits of flesh they cut away from me. I was disgusted with his act, him and both the women as well. He has them calling him "lord" now. My skin shudders with disgust that i once loved one who could be so vile. Kala has approached me and asked i try to talk to Krow once more, iv said i would. Each time i see him i find my self unable.

How i wish for all this to end, as the door with Amelia and Alexias closed, it seems several others have opened. Bel has sought out to mend things, i will do so with him. I begin to think it better i simply withdraw from the eye of others. It amuses me that those who seek to cause me pain and to torment me are the same who eventually turn to me for aid.

I no longer wish to be ever present and ready to help all endlessly, i will help those who seek me out. None care any more the toll or cost of the aid i give. They are becoming selfish and cruel. So many side with Krow now, my name, Van's name and Hala's are slandered repeatedly, i loose the will to help people by the day. They are vicious and cruel, they do not know the whole story, but only that which is spread by rumors. Even Jadow has fallen to such, funny how he once grew so angry at me for doing such yet he does the same.

I trust few and fewer each day, i no longer give items out to just anyone. I no longer spend to help those who find them selves short of funds. To much have i found those iv helped to simply turn on me as if i was the very source of evil. I am judged for those iv been with, yet none even look at the reasons why i parted from them. How amusing it is that i as a women am judged for not staying with one who cast me aside or chose to listen to rumors. But they are held innocent and untainted. Perhaps i held others to high or had unrealistic thoughts of those around me. I see it in more and more people, they are no different from the locals who would burn a innocent women alive for helping another with healing magic as if she was a black witch spreading strife and sorrow.

Let all those who wish to judge me do so, for in the end they shall be as well. Let what is put out come round three fold. I am not with out my own failings, but Hala does not deserve to be rendered such because i tired to do the right thing and failed.


[Updates her recipes]
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:30:15 PM
I fear more Drama brews day by day, Enric has recently decided upon entering my life once more. He still wishes to have me once more, even admitting to the fact he made a mistake when he chose to use his head over his heart. It does not seem there will be any trouble, but i know my luck and with things that seem so innocent often comes the worse kind of drama.

Van and I have found a home to claim, it is perfect in all ways. It just need be cleaned up and well tended. It is also quite close to everything and many the places we travel. I worry about the state it was left in however, it seems almost as if they place was attacked at one point. Eventually i wish to look into it and see if their is still a owner or if it belongs to the Count. Either way i wish to buy it eventually. Or in the very least rent it, it will need some work as well. Iv begun to save to see if we can begin to do some work on it.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:30:31 PM
These past few days have been relatively uneventful, iv been minding my self and staying away from others. As well trying to avoid places with large gatherings. I feel so tired all the time as of late. Iv found my self with less and less patience for other, i feel my self acting out of sorts. It is unlike me to attack so easily, i am usually far more diplomatic and reserved, but as of late any who pose confrontation i attack without caution. I feel my self changing more and more slowly, as if it is being beaten out of me little by little.

This world is poison to the soul and body, i must try harder to be who i know i am. I cant let my self fall any more into this darkness. Iv made a attempt at changing, i spoke with Krow. He told me things i had not known, he had said he tore his Circle apart for me, that he broke friendships for me. . .

He has accepted my apology, i hope one day he will be like his old self. He seems so gruff and stoic, i hope he does not stay so. I do not wish to be the reason for making him so. I hope there is another who comes along and lifts his heart once more, and opens his eyes to bliss once more.

Senies and those with him have been. . .odd lately. I keep noticing Senies just staring at me, more so then he has before. Those who usually travel with him kept looking to me and those i was standing with.

A Ezrite, and the one who sought to once leave Penelope to die when i found her became hostile towards my party and Szar, when they refused to back down i attacked. The Ezrite was killed, the ranger tossed out great flames of fire that stole all the air away from me, i blacked out as the others attacked him. He fled as the others attacked. They brought me back to my senses, we took the man to the Village of Barovia and had him raised there.

I so desperately wish to return to the days where i was mostly unknown and left alone. Now it seems so many rise against me and refuse to leave me and those i am with in peace. I feel my self hardening and becoming bitter. I fear i will loose sight of the value of another's life. Perhaps it is time to do a ritual and ask Hala for guidance before i become to lost in this dark world and find my self no longer able to hear her words.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:30:55 PM
Vanquist and I performed a ritual with in the house, giving thanks, as well as blessing the house. We also asked for guidance, we asked for a sign from one of the elements to help guide us. Spirit was chosen, the path of Balance and light. I suppose such is very fitting, we should of been able to guess such on our own. A'maelamin has told me that he has lost Vincent's blade. He was devastated by such, he looked gravely ill. I begin to think it was a good thing that it was lost, if just loosing it has left him in such a condition i fear what it would of done to him in the long run. My studies progress slowly, specially so in alchemy. But i begin to understand it more easily now, i made it to the second stage with some Wight Tongues but i failed at such.

Things seem to be settling well, nothing majorly eventful in the past days. Such has me feeling content about such. It is peaceful and relaxing to worry about little more then simple worries that present them selves daily.

Though Vanquist has issues of his own, there has been Confirmation about Szar trying to have Vanquist killed repeatedly. Hopefully such will be settled soon, i do not wish for something else to happen. I am happy that Jadow and his new little toys are not about, i distrust them and think they are up to no good. I believe Jadow is becoming corrupt slowly as well. Despite my dislike for the Twins, i think it wrong to enslave them. . .i begin to think he used revenge for me as a simple excuse to do such. They should of simply been left dead to be buried, not forced into enslavement.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:31:11 PM
Things have gone well, Vanquist and I have decided to adopt a Caliban girl. Though her age is unknown we believe her to be quite young, she seems happy to be with us. I fear for her health some, i only hope it is not to late to reverse some of the effects. I find it odd that i seem so drawn to such kinds, i am mostly blind to their malformed bodies and usually savage like actions. Perhaps this is my greatest gift, being able to see past ones surface.

Iv taken stock of her current equipment and will find her some stronger pieces, she is still dangerously unequipped to handle much of what she will face. I am growing quite attached to her. I wish to persuade her away from the Banites as well, not into another faith but to walk freely on her own. I already grow fiercely protective over her, but i must reframe from over stepping my bounds. Till things settle and she grows comfortable with us, then we may discuses things more so.

Someone has broken into our home as well, they broke the door off its very hinges, though nothing seems to of been taken. Seems they only wished to rest with in the room. I worry some that it may not be as safe and forgotten as i though. Perhaps i will have to find a rouge and hire them to use some strong traps about the property and inside till we find out who is entering the house.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:31:39 PM
Iv let anger rule me once more, after seeing what they did to Amelia a part of me snapped and wanted them to suffer. Iv seen their cruelty first hand more times then i wish to remember. Iv seen it with Seaori, Jadow, and now Amelia. I had Lupin enchanted and then lead him to three Garda still by the Gallows. I had him slay all three, my goal was to send them a message once i brought the women in charge to consciousness, but someone saw me as i hid invisible. I left, others tended them. I regret my actions now.

They were filled with anger and the wanting of revenge. This is not our way, i should of left things as they were after i tended Miss Amelia. Iv not seen the Caliban girl again, perhaps she has moved on else where. Iv obtained more relics, this time a page iv yet to read, as well as a skeletal finger with the joints replaced with gems. Seems the finger can manipulate the dead to the holders will.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:31:58 PM
I am loosing track of time. . .sometimes, entire days go by that i cant remember. . .It started with the outskirts, the things i was told i did, i can hardly believe that they were me. I am changing, and not for the better, the things iv done lately have been dark and filled with a chaos iv not felt with in me before. Iv taken lives in anger, spilled blood because i could, and used forbidden magic because i wanted to.

Iv spoken with the Sisters, they think it is because i refused to deal with what happened. That i simply buried it away and tried to forget. .I cant do that any more. . .i have to face what they did to me, i have to take control over this. It cant rule me, or taint me any more. . .I would be lying if i said it did not fill me with terror still, iv gotten so goo at pretending i fooled my self into thinking that it was all alright now. . .

It inst. . .they still live, and continue to spread their seeds of evil and despair. They need to be stopped, hunted and ended. So they can not hurt anyone anymore. . Iv prayed a thousand times, for forgiveness, a sign that i have not lost my way. .that what i did can be forgiven. Iv seen no sign, but the lapses in time shorten, what was once hours on end, seems like only moments at a time now.

It seems to happen when i try to think about that night, and their faces of sheer pleasure as they mutilated me. A pain deep with in my heart makes me ache when i think about it. A small piece they have scared, a part of me that i lost that night. Van says he will protect me, and i want more then anything to believe this is true, that he will be a impenetrable shield, that will shelter me from it all. But i know the extent of power of the Twins and their so called "Master", he was once a good man. But is now as dark as they.

The elf who took part, i found his corpse. I begin to think that is what broke through all that i had blinded my self with. I can not remember what happened to him, only that i saw his corpse on the ground. Then people telling me i had done terrible things, that the wounds on my body were from them. Friends, people i had trusted and would die trying to save. They all said the same things, that i have done such unspeakable things that they them selves turned on me.

For them to do such then, what they say must indeed be true. I left Vallaki, i could not stay there any longer. In a attempt to cleanse my self i cast away the dark colors i wore and turned to the colors of our Mother. I don't wish to ever remember what i did, i only wish to lay in her light and feel pure and cleansed. As i did when i first chose her path.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:32:16 PM
I thought it had been long enough and that i had proven my self enough to Hala and my self to gain entrance to the lower prayer room. Sister Klara accused me of being a Hag trying to deceive her. . She claimed to be able to see much beyond her hospice. If she can see such how can she claim such then? She even insulted Chandra. Vanquist was angered. . He has decided to stay at her Hospice till she speaks with him. Of that and of a new situation that has appeared in the name of one named "Brando" a beggar from the slums section of Port.

He was refused shelter there after he was caught steal from others. Vanquist has spoken with him, and sought to correct the mans ways. He has promised to not do such again. Cake also has found interest in the path of Hala, iv been gathering materials for her so she may better understand the goddess. Once more iv found the Elf and Six fingered man together. They were in Har'akir, i am vexed deeply that both Rare and Chang vouched for him. I will no longer trust either of their words. I warned them and they dismissed my words and claimed him to be a victim as well even after he dismissed what he did to me with little care.

I cast my first resurrection spell, it was beautiful. Such is what caused Cakes interest to grow, she said that no Ezrite she knew displayed such power. Such makes me wonder, how powerful they really are? Krow says a Inquisitor seeks info out about me? I wonder if he is a threat, or if they are more fluff then an actual faith. More begin to agree with me over the fact that the entire Ezrite church seems a joke, each section having a variation of the faith? While on section seem kind and caring, the other seems cold and ready to kill in cold blood with out a second thought?

Is it possible for a single faith to be so different from its self but still be of the same faith? I suppose such should not overly surprise me, since we are similar. Each Halite Hospice or Coven is different from each other. While one may advocate the use of Necromancy and the other may not. I am also deeply troubled by the lack of knowledge Sister Klara possesses, her knowledge of hags is very limited, as is her personality. Despite our Hospices and Covens differences there is still common traits, compassion, kindness, strong wills and wisdom, most of all the fact we do not blindly turn away those in need. Sister Klara acts more like a old Vistani women then any Halite i have seen to date. She dared to say that my claims of speaking with the Goddess was but claims. For one who claims to see beyond her tiny hospice to say such is deeply hurtful.

She accused me of showing Hag traits because i was proud to follow the path of the goddess and showed pride in it. I fear though these are not all of my troubles, i am facing financial problems as well, the items iv had set aside at the Vardo are increasingly costly. For a necklace, a ring and a pair of boots i am needed to make one hundred and two thousand solars. Yet every time i begin to increased my funds i am needed to pay for the aid of others. The diamonds iv been long since collecting not drop to a minimal stash. I fear soon i may need to take compensation for my efforts.

Likely sooner then later with the fact the Skeleton cave no longer seems to hold tiny diamonds. Iv perfected my attire as a Halite, i could not find a suitable headdress or veil for such so iv taken to using woven cotton cloths that will be wrapped around my head and face to hide my identity so all that remains is Hala and her will.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:32:30 PM
Iv preformed another full resurrection, it still drains me greatly to cast such a spell. The women i find odd, she may be possibly dangerous. The fact she wears such a mark on her armor worries me greatly. Little else has happened in the past day or so, seems mostly my days are filled with performing minimal tasks that don't take much effort any longer or perfecting my crafts. I suppose i should not let my self fall into idleness, such would leave me vulnerable.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:32:49 PM
Memories the bane of ones existance, long has it been since i wrote. Pages once fresh and eager for words, are now crinkled and yellowed. I feel void of emotions, to me they were all smiling and happy just a day ago. But to everyone else it has been two full winters since then. I write now only becuase it is what i would normaly do, if such can be considered so. In truth i just wish to lay down somewhere cold and slowly slip away. There is little left for me here without them, only my faith remains. My strength and might came from my love for those around me though. The memories of what happen are so fresh and vivid i dont think they will ever fade.

The Coven has been extinguished, my children dead, my lover dead, Grams as well. What iv come to know as family has perished in a single night. Even those of my faith have all seemed to wither, iv found no word of other Halites. Seaori and Lull seem to of vanished completely as if they never existed. So many new faces are about that it is overwhelming. There was a time when i was familiar with many, and many with me by appearance alone.

Is this all we are destined to be? Forgotten memories, fadded faces with names that remain just on the tip of ones tongue? It feels as if iv returned to a diffrent world all together. Iv kept mostly to that which has always been basic knowledge to me, Herbology and wandering. I shame Hala though, i am to weary and void of my former kindness that i fear i turn people away from her. With so few of us now, my actions count for much more. But how does one simply pick up and continue living after such devistation? Should i be angery and seek out vengence, should i be sorrowfull and heart broken, should i become withdrawn and sullen.

I admit the life of a hermit seems appealing at this time, to meany offer a ear or to help with what ever troubles me. I do not bother to tell them, how could i? How do you tell one who is a stranger that your lover, two infant children and one you considerd a grandmother were slaughtered before you, as you lay helpless? I dont wish to see them pitty me or try to comfort me. I feel as if i am rambling to my self, so many thoughts swirl about my mind that writing them down no longer sooths the chaos of my mind. There is so much saddness and unjust suffering that it feels as if my efforts are futile, that happiness and joy are thing that will slip away at any moment if not careful.

As i flip through these pages, i see patterns, of love, of lost, of suffering and torment. Similar thoughts and wishes line my pages, seeing them dwindles my hope of change even further. Even so, a small thread of fight remains, telling me to struggle and refuse to give us. That i must do what ever it takes to live.I entertain thoughts of burning down the old in, to rid my self of the horrors with in it, even now only more death fills its rooms. I braved my fears to gather what ever of my old life remained, only to find fresh blood spilled all over the house, even used to write what i can only assume to be ones last words. I am lost at if i should have graves made for them, or to simply view the Inn its self as one grave. Seven graves i now face, and many more lost to me. I fear the more i loose the more i understand the locals coldness and hardness to strangers.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:33:06 PM
I long for the emptiness i felt before. Now rage and hatred has blossomed in its hollow existence. I fear what i might become, iv lost my way. I can no longer see my path, i still have her blessings but i shame them. I use them for personal spiteful goals. Iv elected to align my self with two doctors in hopes of finding a stray ribbon of my former path. The Dwarf who assassinated the Human/Demon woman has acted against me, not only has he murdered me, he brought me before the Garda and stole my things as well. I am most fortunate that this is my first run in with the Garda. How cruel they are, perhaps in my absence i have forgotten their blackened hearts. The one in charge proclaimed himself a kind and fair man, while he kept me chained up naked, assaulted me and had my hands broken. He spouts only lies, i managed to twist some gossip i had herd many nights back into something useful.

I cast aside the tittle "White Mother" of the Weeping Rose Coven, to long has my kindness been abused and taken advantage of. I wish to curse humans for the darkness they hold in all lands. But i confess i am unable, if i did i would be no different from them. Evil is not always bred but given life from ones environment. I shall not take the atrocities committed against me lightly. The dwarf shall be hunted, murdered, his face removed before his corpse burned and hidden in a most foul place. The face shall be tanned and given to the garda as a warning, that those who are different will not be hunted like animals, and slaughtered like rabid dogs. I shall manipulate my connection with the garda to attempt to plant seeds of doubt and suspicion, at most i wish to turn them on each other.

I do not wish a war however if the rumors are true, but even so i desire to see the Garda pay for all the innocents they have taken from us. Even if the revolt should fail, it has weakened them at-least enough so that other groups may strike out against them while they remain vulnerable. To do so, they will need magic and great amounts of it to sway the tide of war. we are no match in battle alone. Our greatest asset will be large area effecting spells, as well as powerful summons. I believe the druids would be key to such. I fear though that some would side against the revolt, namely the barbarians for their fear of magic as well as those allied with Vallaki.

Perhaps it is my anger and fury that remain so aflame that cause me to think such things, perhaps it is the lack of something to live for. I drift among the people, my desire to heal and help withers, i no longer possess what has always fueled my power. Love has always been my driving force, the thing that gave me strength and courage. Iv not even attempted to truely task my self with a cause i fill my time milling about places i could handle nearly effortlessly alone.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:33:23 PM
Iv acquired a new apprentice, how odd i should be given one in such a time. Perhaps Hala has smiled upon me and given me a sign. I find my old self more present in my action when he is at my side. Such brings me sorrow for the ones iv lost as well. I fear their is something he keeps hidden from me though, perhaps i shall use the tonic to pry the truth from his lips. Iv seen the dwarf once more, he sat in the inn among the barbarians. I long for the moment i will steal his life away. He is no better then the Barbarians that occupy these lands. Perhaps it is they i should give to the Garda. Force the Garda to act against them and have the barbarians retaliate. How cold and cruel iv become, i talk of using people as if they were pawns in a game of chess.

I struggle with the ideals of, if one is awful, do they deserve to be used for your benefit then? There is little honor in manipulating others into felling your foes. But is a tool that would leave my hands clean. Iv given my first letter to the Garda, mostly useless information, some of which iv made up. I do not intend to get mixed up in their affairs till my own have been settled.

I entertain the thought of seeing if the drain would assist me in completing said tasks. Seniis more so, but iv little to offer him. He has wealth and power. Perhaps he will not ask anything of me for it. I do not think he would care much for a Garda mutt hunting down those who are different. Perhaps he will take pity on me and their actions against me, either way i will not rest truly till i know he is dead and my debt to him repaid. I begin to ponder, perhaps i over think things. A slow poison, or a swift strike from the darkness would sacrifice my goals. As long as i am given what i am owed, his remains burned and hidden where not even the birds may lay eyes upon it, i shall be content knowing he will not be actively hunting people down. Though i doubt such would be a lasting solution, but it can always be repeated as many times as needed till the lesson is learned.

I require only one more member to solidify my Coven once more and gain the great mothers divine blessings.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:33:38 PM
I am still shocked and mystified at the abilities of the Mists, I and two others had ventured into the Vampire den, upon making our way back to Vallaki we encountered another group heading to the den. We met at the remains of a fallen Ox, only to be swept up in the Mists. Panic, terror and chaos overwhelmed us, there is little to tell of this time other then we all faced fears of what the Mist would bring.

We eventually found our selves in woods, finding a sign that said a place called Ironwood was to the North. We made our way there, only to find the locals crazed. Shortly before such we encountered some beast with in the woods, that shot harpoon like barbs from its body at us. Things only became more and more bizarre the land beneath us continuously changed, people quickly lost their patience. My self included, i rashly acted out against a woman who summoned forth a massive Demon that i have only seen a few times before with another.

We faced hostility, clones and we were even attacked by a small army from the woman i attacked. Only to find the entire maze we were in was caused in a single mans dark efforts to obtain a relic known as the Ring of Two wish. Which i found on the remains of the woman i fell. I quickly took it and all else on her, i trust none that were there other then Trent and Cake. The dwarves most especially. The elf was even rash, he quickly snapped at the simplest of things. And when i took the ring they all began to accuse me of things, that it should be a group choice on what the wish should be.

Do none realize with such magic there is always a cost? I wished for the previous wish granted to be undone, nothing happened at first, before a blinding light appeared blowing the bridge apart. We found our selves on a tiny platform, tormented by demons. They accused me of messing up the wish. How i wish i had the courage to simply push them over the edge. They vexed me to no end, at one point Cake professed her love for me, i am left confused if it was intimate or if it was meant in a general way. She has become more withdrawn and spiteful towards her self. She sees her self as weak and a stepping stone for others. I have always seen her as being one of strength, she wishes to be human. . .it is possible i could grant her this i suppose. Since i have shrunk my self before. . .but it would be horrifically painful, and their is no promise she will not be horribly deformed either.

Besides such, we found our selves in a place similar to where the hag who kidnapped me took me. We killed another who was bound to the twisted maze of illusions. I stole away all he had as well, again i confess i do not trust the others. When we fell the first image of the holder of this maze it was only a illusion as well but one who left items. I stole these away as well. As well as the items from the holder him self. I began to see the others were displeased with this, but i care little. Had i not taken them they would of for them selves as well and said to the piss with us.

Eventually one of the ones trapped in this twisted illusion came forth and began to babble with the other elf, it seemed he had discovered a scroll of return. To take one home perhaps? I care not, the land of Mists is my home. While walking into the Mists i offered that if we should return to a place all together we may lay out all the items i took and look them over, they all ignored me only having interest in the cursed scroll. I left when the dwarves and gnome began to blame me once more. They do not seem to understand, there is no way from here. The wish for us all to return home would of only been twisted and we would of ended back in the mists again.

They should know this, since no other has left the Mists before. They think i foolish for wishing as i did, but i think it was the only real possible good outcome. They may condemn me if they wish but i hold true to my actions. Perhaps i will seek them out and offer them some of what we found, perhaps the elf at least he did not seem to blame me either way and seemed honorable enough. I doubt i would offer the dwarves or gnome even a copper coin. . .
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:33:57 PM
Chaos, that is all the once beautiful Port city is now. The civilized people are not more different then those of Barovia now. Turning on each other to save them selves, the horrors of that night shall remain with me. It seemed no mater what i tried to do, no one listened or cared. I tried to stop a family from rushing forward, they ignored me and were killed by flames and bits of a building from a explosion. I could not even save the hospice. . .

We reached there with many dead or injured, only to find the hospice aflame, many still with in, the sisters cowering in fear. They at least listened to me and fled there, under the promise i would save all those still inside. Even if it would kill me doing so, it nearly did as well, the hospice burned and crumbled down around Trent and Me, we managed to pull out everyone. Dragging them to the docks. I remember such pain, burns ravaged my body, pieces of glass cut into my hands, as burned flesh ripped and tore till it was raw.

It seemed my actions earlier to aid this city only came to hurt me, before the great blaze, we entered the slums looking for bounties. There were some fires but considering the state of the city i did not think much of it till we came across a Caliban that i can only assume was a local gang leader by the following he had with him. They began to set the blaze, we were forced to retreat to regather our selves.

We came back with a fury, quickly dispatching and those with him. Only to find a local man and another telling us the local guards had begun to barricade us into the district. Shortly after a massive mob of hostile began to attack, so i reacted, weaving a fire storm that ravaged the twenty or so people who attacked us, most falling dead or badly harmed.

The guards began to blame me and opened fire, killing one of their own. By the time we got the corpses to the docks i was ready to simply lay down and not care if the flames ravaged me as well.

When the guards threatened us and told us we just better leave before he decided to blame me, Trent cared for me. How odd it is to be cared for by another once more. . I see what he desires, the way he touches my hand or sits so close by. I feel as if i betray Van by desiring it as well. .It has been a full two winters since their death. . .yet it still feels so fresh to me. A wound still raw and sensitive, i have loved much in my life, but none i have loved more then Van. He was my Lover, Friend, Protector, Coven, a Father to the two i had adopted, he cared and protected me from the harsh reality i desired to never face. He saw me as beautiful when few other did.

It is from him i was shown true strength, i miss them all so much. Sometimes i still think i hear them, or i will forget what has happened and go to say or do something only to have it come crashing back. Sometimes i think such was supposed to happen, such is all that makes sense for such people to be taken away. All four were such bright burning flames in this darkness.

Perhaps Hala has made them my guardians, perhaps they are the ones that guide me back to the living when i fall, with words of encouragement and strength. Then it is possible i over think it all, that there was no logic to their deaths, other then a senseless murder by black hearted people.

So many have forgotten me, and those before them. Perhaps it is a sign that i should once more shed the shell of my previous life and start a new.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:34:12 PM
I believe iv come across either a fallen Morning lord or one who simply wears their robes. I first saw him out in the night threatening a man. Then once more in the caverns beneath the farm lands. He began threatening me and blaming me for the darkness of this world. I wove a spell of sanctuary over my self and fled when he tried to touch me. I believe he meant me ill intent. I am unsure if he is one of the dark-ones but i assume him to be a undead of sorts. Iv encountered something below the Morning lord temple that was most odd as well.

A being that looked far more ancient and powerful then what commonly walks the crypt. It looked Barovian, but it possessed immense power. It was able to dismiss every spell i had cast. Lupin had to slay it while i cautiously attacked from safe advantages. The being had wrappings, ones i know to be of immense use. I am only sad that i allowed the Musk Ox Oil to slip through my fingers.

I do not think i have been this happy since i returned to Vallaki, even with all the chaos and darkness brewing there is a silver lining to this all. Trent, is it wrong to feel as i do for him? At times it feels vastly to soon, but other moments it is as if a fresh breath of air has been breathed into me. Iv not felt truly alive in all this time, nothing to sway my emotions. I fear i am to fragile though, what if this turns out to be nothing more then something destined to fail. I do not think i can take more loss or sorrow.

I feel nervous and excited, i feel alive. The fog of being lost lifts, the uncertainty of the future swept away as he embraces me. His touch is intoxicating to me, something iv craved more then i realized till it was presented to me. . .

Corem has vexed me, he does not wish to be seen with me in public because i am elf. Then stated i should of already guessed such knowing my kind. He speaks as if elves are filthy disgusting things that should be caged or slaughtered. Each day my care for human men is tested, even Human woman begin to vex me. How dare they silence my words while they allow her to slander me, she is nothing but a blood sucking insect stuffing her self plump while others do the work that is needed. She contributes nothing but standing their being a filthy Hag. Corem seems to know her as well. Iv been here so little and iv already made two enemies. Ones i think this land would be much better without. But is it my choice to decide such?
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:34:31 PM
Things have been relativity simple over the past few days, iv been tending the hospice once more with the aid of Trent. We have had some mildly interesting residence. I fear i grow idle though. I can tell my ventures about begin to tire Trent greatly. He is unused to so much always going on. Perhaps in time he will grow accustomed to such, that our work is never done. Iv managed to make a great stride in recovering some of my funds back. I made almost ten thousand coins in port!

We have discovered sections of the sewer that are safe to travel and where ill sorts hide from the above. We nearly fell to a large number rushing us. I continue to thank the Goddess for a single spell. The one of Sanctuary. It is my single most coveted spell. It may be poor of me, but i desire entrance into the ninth circle. I wish to see what complex designs await my knowledge. It is not so much power i seek but to know what i will one day be capable of. What breath taking designs i will discover that my goddess help weave with her own hands.

Such knowledge will keep me content many life times over. I pray that one day i will be able to shadow my goddess previous foot steps. Trent has proven to be a good influence. No longer do i give into urges to revenge my self. The dwarf stood so vulnerable and i was ready to act. Lupin was readied, enchanted with every possible spell and potion, i was readied with various spells to halt his escape, i had various poison, mind effecting and body effecting spells ready.

I with drew though. He no longer warrants my time or thoughts. Hala teaches us of balance. Balance will come eventually, as he devastated me one will do so to him. If not two fold for harming one who walks the line mending all in need. I harbor allies in both the darkness and the light. Those of both sides have already begun to grow furious at his actions. I was quite surprised that few swore to act against him on my account. Though i do not wish to openly admit such i do seek some small piece of happiness to think of him being no more. I still think he a threat to the Innocent, the Coven, the Abnormal. He is the Gardas rabid dog. Nothing more.

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Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:34:44 PM
The past day has been anything but good, i begin to wonder if perhaps it is my chosen company. Or if i attract such events. I had explored these lands more. Venturing to a place known as Blaustien, which proved to be of some interest. Iv discovered a Hag to reside in the caverns below, but her minions prove to be to strong for me to task alone. Cake and Corem traveled with me, but i did not wish to risk their lives. Iv found Hags Mane thrives in this cavern.

I still feel unsure of Corem, when ever i am in his company i feel as if every movement i make is being watched closely. Also like a predator watching its unsuspecting prey graze.

Iv come to know a man, who seems to be some sort of undead? I am not sure. . .iv never truly seen his face only red glowing eyes. I mourn for him, tormented by the shell of memories and incapable of feeling anything but hate. His condition reminded me of past thoughts. If it may be possible to harvest the soul from such in similar condition and replant and bind them into healthy corpses. Allowing them a sort of second life. I am unsure if this is possible, in theory it should be. But only with powerful magic, likely that from a Coven of at least three. I would require something to store the essence of the person in before finding a suitable corpse that had been shed and left behind.

He tells me this is impossible, but i do not think it is. Even if it turns out to be i will not dismiss such till it has been proven to be so. If there is at least a chance at change i wont ever give up. If it was possible i would not offer it to just who ever just those who have proven to have control over their condition. It is these with the rare quality that would be the perfect one to be given a new chance.

Id have to be most careful though. . .if i was to use the wrong host it could possibly make trouble for me that i don't desire. Id imagine many would see this as a vile thing to do. But if there was a body that was not needed and a one suffering with a incurable ailment why not offer them a chance to have at least a small chance of living out a normal life.

While in the Vampire ruins we came across three men, a Mage in a metal mask, a Paladin of sorts i am guessing and a Ezrite. The man in the metal mask fought with one of the woman with us and she fell him, he still breathed so we mended him. Not knowing our mistake. The man turns out to be nothing but another human brute. He fled and later found us, Ly acted out against him, him and his three body guards fell her. And then robbed her.

We all dispersed after Radu came over yelling at them all. Only to have Ly and Luc later become angry with me for selling most of the items. Specially the scrolls. I am rather upset with their anger, i have given much to Ly and asked nothing in return and she becomes angry with me over something sop trivial. I am perplexed with Luc and why he would act such, he has never shown interest in the scrolls and then suddenly he acts as if i had done him and Ly some great injustice.

Despite the various times iv brought Ly back from the dead at no cost to them, and then once more payed for her to be brought back, the cost to my self. And they grow angry with me. I begin to see how unappreciated Halites are here. It may be time for me to leave again. Vallaki does not want us, our aid goes unnoticed. We are used and then cast a side, then when it is we who need aid. All others wash their hands of us.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:35:01 PM
Iv intentionally avoided writing, i feel my self growing cold again. I feel unsure about many things, beginning to question my self. I still feel alone. Even as i spent my first night with Trent such did not flow as it should have, moments felt as if they were forced, perhaps it is passion we lack. Perhaps it is still to soon, i still mourn the ones i lost. Some days are better then others, but i seek bliss, passions and unquestionable happiness. Something that still eludes me.

The Coven struggles to remain functional, if another does not enter our circle soon i will have no other choice but allow it to fail. So much will be lost if i do so. . .A darkness brews in me, i feel it eating away. At times i do not wish to even believe it, but i can not deny the feelings i feel. How i wish to simply use my abilities to slaughter all those who remain my my path to what i seek, or those who cross me and do not give me what i desire. So many spells iv learned that would allow me to do so, to cause such suffering in them as they watch the end draw in.

And equal part of me is horrified at this, how could i ever think or desire such, it would go against all iv worked to achieve and stand for, but then why do i feel so? Has the travesties of my past left me tainted, or have i always been this way? Perhaps it is these lands, weaving threads of darkness slowly into ones heart and poisoning it till it is to late for one to stop. Passion and love have always been what drive me, iv lost it so many times, perhaps it is no longer what drives me, a coldness has taken route and now i am driven by goals that leave me hollow and empty.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 09, 2012, 11:47:39 PM
I am beyond over joyed, we have finally rebound the Coven. I had thought such would never occur. We are bound and i feel the connection to my Coven once more, we have found unity in one named Hayrig, a Caliban from the Drain. It has only been a short time since iv known him but i already begin to adore him. His life here has not beaten the kindness from him. Few can remain so in such a life.

He possess true strength of Body and Spirit. I believe the others are just as joyful, i think we are the only Coven left here in Vallaki. A calmness already begins to overcome me, something iv tried so hard to rebuild has finally come to fruition. But in its place seeds of worry have been planted, i worry even more if it i should be with Trent. Iv known unbridled passion, lust and love. I begin to worry this is not it, i care for him but do i care for him as kin or lover?

Iv been warned about such before, about moving to quickly and falling to easily. My actions could result in the destruction of the Coven and the harming of ones heart. I feel so lost, iv none to talk to as i did before. Iv no sisters or friends i hold so dearly. All there is, is my Coven and those iv begun to know.

Iv met many of late, some in particular have peeked my interest, one being Kyo, and a two iv seen feeding from the undead, consuming their flesh. Also a woman void of sight but instincts that go unmatched. The Kyo and Yuko are two id be most interested in embracing into the Coven. Yuko has some interest by Kyo seems content on his path. I shall not push or sway but iv seen their actions their care for those around them.

They would be excellent Halites, perhaps it is my fear of our extinction here that drives me to walk the line of my faith. Fear in unbecoming, i must have faith that those who wish it will come to us and blossom under the Caregivers kindness.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 11, 2012, 02:55:03 PM
The auction was most successful, i acquired a fan that has had thin blades woven into its folds, as well as a set of robes i wish to salvage the fabric from to sew into a set of Halite robes for Trent. I tested the drink iv kept with me since the plat in Port ages ago, it has proven to be true. The drink overwhelmed Kyo to spill secrets to me and various concerns. Sadly the suction begun and he stopped drinking. I become weary of him though, is my interest in him only because he possess the traits of a Halite or something all together. .

Lately iv felt out of sorts. . .as if i'm wearing another skin. When did i become so cold and swift to deal death as a punishment. I killed, burned and stored the remains of one named Marius. Why am i drawn to the dark so? Perhaps it is because the darkness accepts me to easily while those of the life judge and torment me. I fear what i would become if i turned from the light and let the darkness fill me. Iv tasted such darkness before, the day i rose the remains of the ones that hurt me, binding a vampire to my will, making them fight each other before blindly attacking those in the outskirts out of blind blood filled rage. .

I can only seem to be my self when i am alone, before others i wear various masks that they wish to see. Perhaps it is because i no longer have roots, i drift along the swelling ocean of outlanders, pinned with various tittles people place on me. Long do i wish for the days i was a nameless face. It is my own doing though. . iv acted to rashly in the past. .

A Garda sought my aid though, i mended his wounds with a spell. Perhaps they will begin to accept me one day to the point i am not treated with hostility. I begin to think Lazlo is misunderstood, i am still unsure of -what- he is, other then some form of undead. But he shows a consciousness iv not seen since the days of Morticia. He struggles with his lusts, but he also shows a tendency at a attempt of trying to do something good even if he goes about it wrong.

So much swirls about my mind changing so ofteni begin to wonder if i am becoming ill of mind like so many outlanders before me. . .


Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 16, 2012, 07:22:18 PM
Iv left Vallaki and traveled to the Old Inn, despite the horrors that have happened with in its walls it is one of my many sanctuaries. Still iv found no evidence of Squib, not after the ritual. The blood still stains the stone alter and the pillars. I am given glimpses and flashes each time i try to recall what happened. I do not understand any of it, in theory such should of worked, the ritual was quite simple in all its design. The only logical reason i can come to for its failing is that i alone tried to do such, once more iv acted rashly and it has cost me.

I should of waited for the Coven to gather and perform it together as one. Nothing of the weave is not without its cause. If one suffers as do we all, if one is happy so are we all. These words are engraved into my memory from the disk Hala had blessed me with.

Iv been sought out once more by Corem. . .each time he finds me, i am met with the cruel bite of his antics. This time was no more different the previous ones. Iv been warned of a woman claiming to know i killed Marius, and that she seeks him because he owes her a debt. I asked the price it would cost to have Corem spin her a different tale, his cost a Kiss he took from me. He demands i admit enjoying his kiss and that i long for him.

I do not deny the kiss was pleasing and that i enjoyed it for a brief moment before my wits awoke. He only wishes to toy with me, he torments me to no end, only to seek amusement from it. I almost think he wishes to see me broken, he makes claims that he wishes to protect me, but demands a price for it. Something i never asked of him. He comes at to high a price. He will be the destruction of everything i am and could be.

His darkness is intoxicating and smothering, leaving no place for what i am. I worry this will only damage the Coven and Trent, i shall keep this secret to my self, and I alone will carry the damage it has brought.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 18, 2012, 08:33:12 PM
Day by day my tapestry of a life comes more and more unwoven at the seams. Enric has found me once more and made it clear of his intentions, we seamlessly fell into the way things once more. Things still feel unreal , he told me he left because someone became a threat to us. And he wished to keep me safe. I'm at a loss of what to do. .Four men have come into my life but none remain present. They vanish just as quickly as they appear. I must settle things soon before i anger the Goddess. She is what must come first, always and forever.

The state of things only proves to be a distraction from the tasks she has given me. I stole a Gardas shackles from his belt, i found it eerily easy to do so. I do admit i find it slightly amusing seeing his reaction as his belt fell to the ground.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 20, 2012, 10:50:33 AM
I grow weary of all this, Vallaki no longer holds it allure to me. That which i found once tasking is now trivial. The only real thing that still continues to hold me here is the Vampire Den. And has proven to be the only thing that continues to test me, though not as much as id like most of the time. It is such that has proven to be the highlight of my last few days. The winters here have felt colder, more bitter and longer. I managed to gather a good sized party to head to the Vampires in the early morning after having turned a unusual elf into the Garda. Lazlo had nearly killed him i am sure of this, but the Elf only seemed to find it amusing. Even when he was hassled by Corem and another human he only seemed bemused by it. I turned him in for setting traps about the outskirts, one which was triggered by one of my party members.

Our entire venture seemed doomed from the start, Senies followed us some, a member vanished, we ran into poachers that upon seeing a wolf that attacked them began to fire on us! I reacted as quickly as i good and brought down the weave upon them. I was shocked to see for such normal men that it did not seem to kill them, only harming them badly. Even after that we were stalked by a wolf. It eventually fled, and our lost member caught up.

We reached the ruins in decent time, and readied below. Once inside it became quite apparent that things were not as they should be. Ice shards had formed and bared the way past the first gate. Massive beings covered in ice attacked, they cut through my deference so easily that such forced me to with draw. Making me glad i had hired Corem as a sword. . .despite our last encounter. His actions confuse me, as if i am a shameful secret to be kept in the shadows.

They eventually fell, and as did the ones trapped in the back room. Their hearts were black and leathery, as if they had spent ages trapped with in their icy prisons. I swore i heard a womans voice comming from deeper with in the ruins. I feared it to be the Ice Queen, that she had grown board of her Palace and had strayed to far, seeking out a new hold. . As we pushed deeper Corem demanded a higher fee for his services. I agreed, wishing to see how far we could push through. We were met with beings that did not belong in the ruins, beings iv only seen in the Palace and in the high mountains.

As we pushed on, all trace of the fierce winter seemed to vanish, instead we were met with a hoard of what normally is found here, they poured out from the doorway one after another. We fended them almost all off, a few falling, our struggle came when we neared the last few still standing. i was luckily able to summon enough courage to rest away from the battle and gather my self for the last burst of the fight. Once the last vampire fell, we left to find haven to rest and tend the badly hurt. Eventually deciding on leaving rather then chancing death more so then we already had.

Kyo was with us as well, he did not seem the same as i remember him. Nor have i seen Trent in days, once more i feel as if i am cursed to be alone. None seem to ever remain as Van did. Perhaps he was my one, and iv lost him forever. I feel so alone in this world again, even the people i call friends still seem so far apart from me. The coldness only seems to add to my despair and loneliness. I fear this is to be my life, to never truly belong in any place, my work as a Witch forever down in the shadows, to watch all those age and die as i remain ever watching and helping those who would let me die rather then help me.

Iv tried acting happy and joyful to see if i can fool my self into believing such, but i cant. The weight upon me sits their pulling me lower and lower as if a constant reminder of what it is i do not have. I do not even truly have a home, I take refuge in the sewers, or hidden passage ways. Inn rooms with the human sized beds only remind me of how lonely i am. The settlement offers no comfort to me, i feel so out of place, even among those people would consider to be my Kin.

I begin to think i am slowly loosing my will to keep living here.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 23, 2012, 12:18:24 AM
My careless actions have once more layed waste to my efforts, I begin to question my self now. If what i am doing is truly right. Many nights i watch the sky wondering if it would of been better that I had died that night, with my family. I am filled with sorrow every moment i think of them being gone. I find my self conflicted, the desire to be with another, as well as the desire to be faithful to the memory of my lost family.

I am still filled with such anger that i am finding harder to swallow, the anger is not only from that arround me but towards my self as well. I wish i would of had the strength to of not so cowaredly thrown my self into a man so suddenly after my loss. The fact he was kin and asked so little of me made it easier to try and find my way back. I find my self jealous of the mothers i see. I miss my children more then i thought i would ever miss anything, a thousand breaking hearts felt all in a single moment.

If i should ever become with child, i will leave these lands. I will flee to my sisters and find sanctuary among their walls. I fear the lands of Barovia are unfit for any child. I know we must do what we are able, but the lands are filled with such darkness that to many fathers and mothers know the loss of child.

As to many children know the loss of their mothers and fathers as well. Iv once more carelessly come to harm the heart of a man. Iv blindly led a man along because i was to cowaredly to face the full weight of my loss. It was so easy to fall into Trent, because he was Kin and asked so little of me. Enric has forced my eyes open to what it is iv done. What it is like to truly love another, that it is not always perfect and flawless.

Since he has come back, i find my self looking far back into  my begining here. Knowing now he did what he did for me, makes me feel more guilty in how i reacted. He has always been there, a gentle embrace that has nudged me in the right direction. Watching over me, keeping dangers at bay. So that i may live unhindered.

I ponder the idea of opening a Herbology school when Spring comes, for those wishing to enter into the art. However, I doubt that many would ever take interest in such. Or wish to be taught by me. Nor do i have a sufficent area in which to teach them, it is likely possible for me to to buy several cooking pots, bottles, and store enough herbs to do so. I wish to find something to put my energy into.

I still feel the Coven to be bound, but those with in it have drifted. I fear soon it will unbind if those within it drift to far apart.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 24, 2012, 06:28:23 PM
I am still left weak, even as i rest i feel as if iv lost part of my self. Part of what has made me Elven has been lost. In its place iv been given insight and knowledge. Even though the ritual has failed and Lazlo is dead, i feel as if it had succeded in another way. Lazlo was able to find eternal rest under the warmth of the sun, blanketed in the purity of freshly fallen snow. As he died the only person he had ever truley loved came to guide him. I do not regret what has happened. I know he is happy know, and such alone is enough to keep my heart content.

He asked little of me, and i shall do my best with what he asked of me. I know now, that it was Alia that gave him the flower he so coveted. I shall have it encased in glass and placed with the other relics iv aquired. He also asked me to watch over Sable and tell her he was sorry.

Halas touch has been felt once more, she continues to guide me in the right direction. It is now more the ever i believe i am where she wishes me to be. My only regret is that the Coven was not their to aid me. Part of me thinks if the Coven had been there we may of succeded. I worry though, even with the circle bound and having a Coven, something darker managed to slither into the circle. It claimed the body that i had meant to place Lazlo in, it was twisted and dark. Its jaw fell free as it spewed bile into the circle. I worry it still may roam free.

It also broke the circle, the wounds from such still heal slowly. Thallas was their as well, he showed perhaps to much interest in my Coven as i set up. Have i been to foolish in allowing him to aid me during it? With out him, id likely be dead though.

As the blanket of shadows smutherd me, id thought it was to be my end. For a moment i was almost glad that it would be my end. I am thankful it was not so, it was not untill the final moment that i realised how much i desire to live. To have a family, to face the daily hum drum of life here. To persue my interests how ever eratic they are. To see my Coven blossom and grow. And eventually ellect the successor of it.
Iv thought of starting a school in the Drain as well, to help those who wish it. To help them better their selves and seek a better life else where. The more i am here the more i realise Vallaki a festering wound to the land, it is here that most the blights are given birth. Iv finally mastered the recipe to brew a tonic known as "Elixir of Life". Said to bring one back from the dead.


(Adds to her collection of recipes)
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 27, 2012, 05:32:36 PM
(She updates her collection of recipes extensively)

(The page seems to be filled with lists of herbs known to her and her current stalk of each, as well as a few scribbled down recipes)

-------------------------------Recipes--------------------------
Easy:
Wolf tail x2 Expedious Retreat  
Bleak Cap x2 Expedious Retreat
Troll Moss x2 Endure Elements
Beggars Cap x2 Endure Elements
Crimson x2 Remove Paralysis
Blood Berries x2 Remove Paralysis

Medium:
Violet Cave Mold x2 Revealing
Lich Grass x1 Lesser Restoration
Grave Mold x1 Lesser Restoration
Addler’s Tongue x1 Lesser Restoration
Gray Puffballs x1 Lesser Restoration
Black Avis x2 Courage
Red Cap x2 Courage
Mountain Morel x1 Beggars Cap x1 Endurance
Mountain Morel x1 Red Cap x1  Fox Cunning
Mountain Morel x1 Bloodberries x1 Bulls Strength
Mountain Morel x1 Crimson Lichen x1 Bulls Strength
Mountain Morel x1 Black Avis x1 Fox Cunning
Mountain Morel x1 Ravenclaw x1 Eagles Splendor
Mountain Morel x1 Ghost Cap x1 Owls Wisdom
Mountain Morel x1 Blackwort x1 Owls Wisdom
Mountain Morel x1 Bleak Cap x1 Cats Grace
Mountain Morel x1 Wolf Tail x1 Cats Grace
Mountain Morel x1 and Troll Moss x1 Endurance
Honey Lily x1 Bloodberries x1 Bulls Strength
Honey Lily x1 Crimson Lichen x1 Bulls Strength
Honey Lily x1 Black Avis x1 Fox Cunning
Honey Lily x1 Red Cap x1 Fox Cunning
Honey Lily x1 Ravenclaw x1 Eagles Splendor
Honey Lily x1 Ghost Cap x1 Owls Wisdom
Honey Lily x1 Blackwort x1 Owls Wisdom
Honey Lily x1 Bleak Cap x1 Cats Grace
Honey Lily x1 Wolf Tail x1 Cats Grace
Honey Lily x1 and Troll Moss x1 Endurance
Honey Lily x1 Beggars Cap x1 Endurance
Rustle Leaves x2 Keen Senses

Difficult:
Ghost Cap x2  Negative Energy Protection
Black Wart x2 Negative Energy Protection
Ravenclaw x2 Invisibility
Purple Bolete x2 Haze
Wolfs Tail x2 Bleak Cap x2 Speed
Beggars Cap x2 Troll Moss x2 Elemental Warding
Lich Grass x1 Grave Mold x1 Curation
Gray Puffballs x1 Grave Mold x1 Curation
Addler's Tongue x1 Lich Grass x1 Curation
Addler's Tongue x1 Lich Grass x1 Grave Mold x1 Antidote
Lich Grass x1 Grave Mold x1 Gray Puffballs x1 Antidote
Hags Mane x2 Frenzy
Dread Treant Sap x2 Barkskin
  
Advanced:
Black Avis x2 Red Cap x2 Clarity
Blood Berries x2 Crimson Lichen x2 Freedom
Ghost Cap x2 Blackwart x2 Death Ward
Ravenclaw x2 Purple Bolete x2 Improved Invisibility
Addler's Tongue x1 Grave Mold x1 Lich Grass x1 Gray Puffballs x1 Restoration
Musk Ox Grease x1 Mummy Wrappings x2 Troll Moss x2 Sets Ointment
Musk Ox Grease x1 Mummy Wrappings x2 Beggars Cap x2Sets Ointment

Masterful:
Scarab Cap x2 Raise Dead

-----------------------Light Healing-------------------------
Vistan's Tears x1
Fey leaves x1
Viccar's Cap x1
Wound Wart x1
------------------------------Moderate Healing-------------
Fey Leaves x1 Wound Wart x1
Viccar's Cap x1 Wound Wart x1
Fey Leaves x1 Vistan's Tears x1
Vistan's Tears x1 Wound Wart x1

--------------------------Serious Healing--------------------
Vistan's Tears x1 Wound Wart x1 Fey Leaves x1
Viccar's Cap x1 Wound Wart x1 Fey Leaves x1
Viccar's Cap x1 Wound Wart x1 Vistan's Tears x1

--------------------------Critical Healing--------------------
Viccar's Cap x1 Vistan's Tears x1 Wound Wart x1 Fey Leaves x1


Weak Alchemical Recipes:
Wight's Tongue x3
Ectoplasm x3
Tainted Ectoplasm x1
Shadow Residue x3
Dark Shadow Residue x1
Small Ooze/Glob x3
Medium Ooze/Glob x2
Major Ooze/Glob x1
Scrag Guts (Scrag/Hunter) x1
Hypnos Hearts x3
Magnos Galvin Hearts x1
Winter Wolf Tongue x1
Fogwarden Eye x1
Firey Beetle Mandible x3

Strong Alchemical Recipes:
Black Shadow Residue x1
Scrag Guts (Elder) x1
Battle Horror Orbs x1
Helmed Horror Orbs x3
Lesser Fire Snake Gland x1
Bodak Eye x1
Pit Fiend Heart x1
Jack Frost Tears x3
Fire Minion Ash x3
Greater Fire Minion Ash x1
Willow Wisp x2
Greater Willow Wisp x1
Willow Deep Dust x3
Demon Bile x1
Vampire Teeth x1

Very Strong Alchmical Recipes:
Abolith Bile x1
Utter Dark Residue x1
Zombie Golem Heart X3
Annubis Hearts  x3
Arch Mage Brain x1
Greater Fire Snake Gland x1
Gelgiun Heart x1
Heart of the Entombed x3
Bone Golem Skull x1




My stay in Port has suprisinly dull, little to nothing has happened. Iv aquired some funds from a Bounty. But the entire city seem to be void of any real danger. Iv found only one wanted ad. I found such shocking, iv become acustome to the dozen or so wanted ads so oftenly filling the notice bored. Perhaps it is the burden of war that has driven off the dangers so common here.

For a moment i had feared Alexander had returned to the streets. I begin to question if I was right in my actions. Enrics absence is felt, I know he must help his father still at times. But i am left with the feeling he is still but a ghost to me, and that nothing will change such.

I still ache from the ritual, part of me has begun to question why it is that my rituals have begun to all fail when in theory they were not so difficult. Perhaps it is Hala stopping me from doing something that should not be done. Upon wandering the ruins under the Temple in the Village, i found a tome for the Ezrites Fourth Sect. Its writings were utter rubbish, no matter how many times i think about such i find it utter foolishness to have more then one version of a faith. It either is or it is not. Nor do i understand how part of her faith could hunt and kill those with the gift when some of her own followers possess it that she has accepted.

Would that not mean she wills her own followers to not kill eachother? I do find solace here in Port though, the waters seem to draw my mind, drawing it away as the waters are pulled away. I avoid the Hotel still where so often i had Elenore stay with the children.

Iv begun to take up the company of new comers for trivial tasks, though it takes little effort for me to do what i ask they seem to enjoy the opportunities and the rewards it brings, some have even peaked my Interest. The ones Named Ramies and Jackle specially so. I fell last night into deaths embrace. As i laid in the sewage of the city above me, i wondered if this would be it. The pain numbed as all seemed to fade away before i remember nothingness. Only to wake upon the floor of one of the Hospices. Gasping for air that my corset would not allow me to have.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 28, 2012, 02:28:06 PM
The last few nights have been utter madness, being snatched by the mists and thrown into a cavern filled with mindless Drow and mind devourers. Only to find our selves trying to be fed on by a monstrously massive brain. Only to narrowly escape and escorted by some sort of undead? Tonight i joined the Garda and some other Fey to venture to a farm where a Garda had abducted many Fey and slaughtered them. When we ventured to the farm all seemed quite. The entire time their seems like a horrid dream, nothing we did truly stuck, it just kept coming back, trying harder and harder to smother us.

I fear i am to worn to detail both occurrences but, they are ones i wont forget lightly. . Nor the part the Garda played in it all.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 31, 2012, 04:21:16 PM
(Several lines of text have been scribbled and blacked out)

Lately it feels as if i am not writing as my self, it feels as if i'm trying to be someone i'm not. I try to be refined, and elegant as possible to keep the idea of Hala untainted. But that is not me, i am flawed, i am angered easily and one to hold a grudge. . .I can be selfish and at times cruel, i am guilty of following my own desires over the ones of my path. Some time ago i had begun to work on a pair of dolls that embodied everything my children were. They are of a exact likeness, only smaller. Many find them eerie and disturbing. . .I suppose such does not help they are kept in coffin like boxes. I do not care though, having them once more is almost a calming hand upon the fury burrowing its way into my heart.

My ball was more or less a success, I had gone as the Ice Queen, Enric had gone as my self. The ball was nearly a disaster. . Corem offended many important Figures. . .The ball despite such seemed a success, we raised a good amount of donations. The only flaw that night was the fact their was a Bomb hidden with in the Piano, if not for the famous detective i am sure the occupants of the ball and the hotel above could of been horribly injured or killed.

Lately iv felt a little closer to Enric, but he remains this cold ghostly presence. I begin to wonder if it would be less lonely to be actually alone, rather then with one who is but a ghost. I feel as if i am unraveling and i cant stop it, so much has fallen beyond my control. I miss the simplistic life i once had. The life of a hermit seems almost tempting, i wish for someone else to take control, of the power, the Coven, I wish rest from the strains of my path. Soon i fear i will meet my end and give up on all iv accomplished.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 03, 2012, 04:21:15 AM
It has begun again, as if i am to be in this ever twisted form of torment. Fading desires, and growing rage. My anger overwhelms me, as if a darkness has taken root and refuses to be quilled by my desires of peace or contentedness. Enric has once more been absent from my life. My travels have done little to ease my lonesomeness. Victor has helped me with my various ventures, where ever they may be. I often see him trying to divine something from his crystal ball. I had teased him to see if he could find my "one true love", he had replied that it was he.

I miss such, to simply enjoy my self while with others. So few people do i feel at ease with. Perhaps i am what i was once claimed to be, i found my self "hunting" those who simply vexed me with insults. Such is unlike me, to go so far. Lately it seems the norm though. Perhaps it is the power i hold. Perhaps my power has bred a careless boldness that i have come a custom to.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 05, 2012, 04:55:30 AM
It seems as if it has been a life time since i opened this tome. Much has happened, but at the same time, it feels as if little has. Iv become careless and callous to the world around me. Perhaps i have lost faith in people, such is all i can think of to explain my actions of lately. Where once i believes so easily in the good of all, now i have suspicion and distrust. The darkness of my own making consumes me, I long for the effortless love of another that gave me such bliss and faith. To once more so easily trust in another, even as i talk i find my self speaking void of emotion and sense of entitlement. Iv lost my humble roots in my rise of power, something i wish for greatly now.

Still, iv not seen Enric for days, I am alone now. But perhaps i always was, sometimes im unsure if he was ever really there. Even my dolls bring no Joy to me. I am drifting and i dont know how to stop. Im surrounded by figured clouded in lies and darkness. I am haunted by memories and thoughts of what will be or could be. I desire to change so much, to be the one i once was, but i find it so hard to. I am to tired of fighting against the cruelness of the people here to be so. I wish to be embraced once more by ones i hold close. I wish to be able to control my emotions, and not them controlling me. Iv spent my entire life living based on such, living based on what i felt. It has been the source of my greatest joys, as well as my greatest sorrows.

One of my biggest regrets is how things ended with Krow and began with Van. My sheer viciousness lately has been a reminder of how unsteady i am. So little does it take to send me into a rage, that i would desire to take the life of the one who has angered me. So much hate and anger swirl about me, it is a darkness upon me. I need to change, i want to.

I worry for Victor, he seems troubled by something. At times, he almost seems a slave to Ramies. As does Albert to Corem. Most days i think people see me as a heartless wretch of a woman. Iv become so cold towards them all, even on my outings iv become bitter. Steadily enforcing rules, Only one person may gather. Materials are to be divided among those who need them. One woman even walked out on such because she did not like them. Those with me assured me that i had been fair. Perhaps if the woman had not joined so late, and known we only went to such a place for a specific person and reason she would not of felt so.

I know the Goddess does not frown on the use of Necromancy, but i am most positive she is likely upset with me and my actions of late. I so frivolously wove the threads of necromancy into the remains of Thallas to make his corpse walk its way out so i would not have to carry his ontop of two others who had fallen. I am sure i could of had the others carry it. But i said why not do such, everyone else was wounded and tired, i had the power to do so. So why not? Such a careless thoughtless whim was not only a insult to the weave, iv been marked for using such power. I wish i could take such back, so many things i wish i could take back.

I fear i am failing the Goddess and her desires. How can i help the innocent when I myself cant tell who is any longer. What was once so clear to me seem muddled now. I know their is darkness and light in all, but how do i decide who is more deserving then another. I so desperately seek guidance, but iv none to turn to. I would seek Sister Klara, but her dislike and auspiciousness for me leaves me to think she could no better help me then any other.

I found my self desiring change lately, in a rash choice i decided to acquire something iv seen many in the outskirts to have. Piercings, i asked Victor to do such for me since he had some as well. Four into my ear and one into my nose. It took great effort to get used to them, it felt as if some insect clung to my skin over the past day or so. But i become more used to them slowly. Iv took giving Victor a great amount of items lately, some being Coven Relics i no longer desire to hold. Others being armor that is some what of a rare quality and a vast amount of scrolls i had saved.

Part of me wishes to thank him for his kindness over the last while, for always venturing with me when ever i desired such. Iv become used to him traveling with me so often, he is skilled in tactics as well as skill. Soon he will out match me in combat. Soon i think it may be time for a ritual of thanks to the Goddess, so long has it been since iv done such, perhaps it will put some of my troubles at ease. I desire for the coven to do it together. But such will be unlikely, but i know each will do such in their own time. If not, i believe out bonds would of broken by now.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 08, 2012, 07:16:32 PM
Iv begun to find the part of me i once thought lost. Iv realized that my wealth, power and reputation had all but eaten away at what once made me so humble. The tireless hours i spent working on various skills, trying to perfect new recipes. Iv taken up woodworking and leather working once more. Iv mainly focused on arrows and bolts but my skills are progressing slowly. Through such iv found new places i was once so blind to. I even discovered Paka. . .being so far from their home i can only assume a Hag to not be so far. Especially with their numbers so few.

Enric has asked for my hand, and desires me to meet his family. Though i know they will not approve of me, it seems almost torturous for me to meet them. Iv been made aware his Sister is a Banite. At least she will will not be the first iv met, i can use my neutral place among all other faiths to at least keep her from desiring to murder me as soon as i turn my back. . Lately i find my self in the most unusual of places. I had been in Port and known that the war effort would need some aid, at least in tending their fallen and wounded. Sadly, once i arrived i knew i was sorely wrong, that they would need aid as well. So many men held such young faces, you could see they were not meant for such lives. Iv spilled much blood, and taken many lives. Taking more will do little to me.

As soon as i arrived though i was met with such hostility. Ezrites, it seems even in Port, where the Sisters tend everyone who is in need and tirelessly sacrifice them selves to others, they go unappreciated. Even though iv raised funds, and materials for them I was treated as if i was but trash blowing about their streets. Still even with such hostility, I helped those i could, enchanted those i knew who needed such and cast out spells to hinder the enemy when able. Even when a horrific machine threatened to destroy us, it was I who slipped to the other side to destroy it to save the lives of the innocent men and boys fighting so valiantly.

There was a moment when a monstrous man, swept the field, his blade so easily cutting through the layers of enchantments. I almost fell to him, i could feel the heat of my blood as it trickled down my skin, the numb throbbing of my wounds. The taste of metal upon my tongue, I so narrowly escaped. Only able to when his attention was drawn else where. So many fell and died on both sides, even one of the Ezrite Wardens. When the battle calmed, i offered to return her back to the living. The one with her accepted with no reluctance. As the battle came to end, the very men i had helped and aided turned on me, accusing me of killing their men as well. But the spell i saw which had harmed them was not of my own doing, it had come from a place where the archers had been. Fire Balls are beyond my abilities, my fire storms only ravage those who seek to harm me.

I begin to think the fire ball came from one known as Clyde. I grow vexed that who ever cast such as spell so cowardly hid from taking responsibility for their actions. The General thanked the ezrites for their help in it all. Once more, even as Hala bleeds for the innocent known show her care or thanks. I am filled with such sorrow at the way we are so easily used and cast away when others have no use for us. Iv washed my hands of that City, it is nothing more then a polished version of Vallaki. Nothing more.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 11, 2012, 05:26:59 PM
I grow lonely in my duties, the others have ventured onto their own paths and i have been left alone. A Coven Mother, with none to care for. I continue to quietly further my skills as i keep a observing eye on that around me. So many people test the night so openly. Many of which lack the skill to defend them selves. When i said such out loud, a woman mused that she enjoyed the fact that those who said such did just such them selves. I see a difference in such though, i know when i must walk away, when to hide and when to fight. Who to fear and who to challenge.

I awoke naked to Senies crouching near my legs and nudging me. Last i remembered i was being swarmed by several. Trilloch, Soul Eaters. Drelbs, and a Reaper. The fog sapped what life from me i had that they did not cut away. All Senies desired for saving me was a Hug. In a way, he seems almost child like at times. I should not be surprised about such, he and many others similar to him have likely be void of any real love from another.

Now i am to carry Victors secret as well, I am unsure of what to do. I was told it is likely best i kill him myself, or turn him into the Ezrites. . .I am at a loss of what to do. .

Most my time is spent searching for those who would find solace in the same path I walk, so many iv seen come and go. Sadly i begin to think none desire to be as i am here. I begin to wonder if this was Hala felt when she sought the original ones she taught.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 14, 2012, 07:32:14 AM
It has been days since i last wrote, i find i lack the desire to write lately. So many trivial things bounce about my mind that it seems difficult to write a clear record of the events passed. Mother has sought me out, asking me to aid her "Son". I am unsure if it is a term applied to one shes turned or if it was once her actual child that she turned as well. Either or, she seeks to undo such and free him from this life. I likely could do the very same thing for him as i did for Lazlo, but i fear it would mean destruction for him. What ever it is i did, it is still to raw and unformed. It would take me great lengths to purify the ritual into something that would be greatly successful. Vampires have always been the goal for what i had thought of, part of me cringes at the thought of this. The power to do such seems almost dark and wrong, no more different then the art of Necromancy.

But can it be so, if it frees one from a terrible curse and lets them start anew? Even if i was to succeed in my goal, it is unknown what sort of consciousness they would have after. It seems possible both consciousness could merge together and have a devastating outcome. Or it is possible they would be born as void of all memories from both. I almost desire the later, it would be such a blessing to be born a new, ones entire past gone and given the chance to start a new.

Day by day i fear my Coven grows more distant. It has been days since i herd word from any of them. Have they abandoned me? I am thankful i have kept busy lately, keeping my self out of the trouble i so often find my self in when my hands become idle. One named me as a the"Black Bride". Id be lying if i denied the fact i actually liked the name. What better a name for one who wears a Ancient Vampire Wedding Gown. It is one of the few garments i adore so. The ages have long since faded its colors and begun to pull at the seams. Even as i mend it so oftenly it still seems to come undone else where.

My skills progress well, soon perhaps i shall take up metal work as well. I shall need to learn to forge my own arrow heads. Once i am able to do such i will be able to be self sufficient in all my skills.a I grow lonely lately, i find my self alone more often then naught. My social graces begin to leave me as well, it seems like such work to content with those around me. Most i see to be foolish children that chafe at my patience. I long for the days when those who surrounded me were held as close friends. Most of all i think i long for Van, he was my closest friend and kin. His absence has left a hole i can not fill, and only become filled with more sorrow the more i try to fill it.

The darkest arts tempt me with their possibilities of having him before me once more. But i know it would never be him, just something that resembled him. What i desire is beyond his physical appearance. I desire what made him who he was. I desire the children i lost. Perhaps being a mother to them has changed me. My life before was with little worry for anything. Perhaps it is i took to much on to soon. The Coven, a family a love, my skills, and everything else those around me demanded from me. I remember so many foolish mistakes and things i allowed to happen to me.

Perhaps if i was as strong then as i am now things would be different for many people. I worry for Enric, he loves me more then i am able to love him. Our love has grown complacent. We are happy, but is it right to settle for just being content as we are? I miss the thrill and excitement of love. I still wonder what it will be like to meet his family, I wonder how accurately Enric has described me to them. I would find it most amusing to meet them after Dusk.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 20, 2012, 01:17:40 PM
So easily do things change here, it seems as if natural laws of things do not apply here. The dead live and the living can not find true death. That evil and good are not as black and white as so many desire them to be. The scales of this world are painted grey and are nothing more then a tangled mess of threads that none can find the beginning or end to. Where people are driven more by hatred and anger then they are for love and hope.

I begin to think my ideas and theories will be my down fall, they are to aggressive and to near to crossing the line between what we stand for and what we fight against. I so desperately wish to continue my theories, to test them. To see if such things are possible, to see if i can change the way things are. What if it is possible for me to give the condemned a new chance at life. What if i can accomplish methods to help strengthen a spell, or ritual.

Such was what i thought before though and it only brought me trouble. Lately iv begun wondering about using my own blood to strength rituals and spells.

Vanquist has returned, to him it was only a day ago we were together. Even though he is back i worry it isnt real. That he will vanish again or that iv gone mad. How can he -just- return after a year. I don't press him, but all i can think of is how and why this has happened now. Perhaps something desires to see em suffering. If he has come back, perhaps Penelope and Nobody will to. As each day passes i feel everything inside me fall again, the sickening sensation i can only describe as being similar to that of climbing a stair case and thinking there is one more step and feeling your foot fall through the air. My desires for him begin to rival the love for my Goddess.

What if they consume me and i can no longer place her above Vanquist, not only that if i lost him again i'm not sure if i could keep my self from spiraling. Vanquist thinks i should help Mother as well, that their may be a chance we can do some good. I worry that we will fail and in such she will take her anger out on our kin and punish us for it. The Theories i dream up are just that, theories and ideas that have little more fact to them then a child's imagination. I dream of the possibilities, not of already accomplished truths.

So many possibilities swirl about my mind, a ritual to bind someone to a blood oath. To enchant mirrors, pools of water, or crystals into a form of looking glass. To use specific gems to help fuel a spell, increasing its potency. Even the idea of binding another Witch or Warlock, though only method i can imagine being effective seems grizzly and dark.  So many of my ideas tempt the line we use to divide out selves from those we condemn. But as dark as my ideas seem they almost seem kinder then the extinguish ones life forever. Would it not be better to have them bound to a oath that they could not break. Or remove the very threat they possess?

But even then, are we any better then those that hunt us then? So much gray and tangled threads, that i long for the times i thought my existence so black and white. So many roles we play that muddle the line we all so cautiously watch, fearing to cross or come to near to. But in truth, for as long as we have emotion and free will we will always be in danger of crossing the line. We are not anything but Chaotic in nature. So few things can be claimed as absolute, good and evil are not among them.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 27, 2012, 03:51:21 PM
Days have flowed by with little time or desire to write. So much has changed that the it feels i have lived a life time in these few short days. Enric has been told of Vans return, and such did not go over well. Nor did i think it would. Iv spent much of my time here in the village, wandering, exploring finding new secrets to amaze me. We have -FINALLY- gotten all the keys for the temple and explored it the night before. It took ages to pass through it, it was very much worth while. The gloves alone we found for Sudhri alone made the trip worth it, even though we found little else of use to us. Iv begun to hoard goods of interest to sell them later on, i feel so close to mastering my abilities more so. I think once i do i shall return to Vallaki to set up shop, perhaps the Hin will even buy up some of my stock. He seems more interested in such items to sell then my self.

Iv calculated the total cost of my wares to be one hundred and thirty three thousand coins, give or take a few hundred coins. I eagerly await the spoils once i sell them all of. Miss Xandrah seems to of taken a interest in our faith lately. She seems eager to speak of the weave and learn. Perhaps there is a place for her with in our fold. She would be a most welcome addition, specially to the fact two of my Coven seem taken with their own paths. It would be nice to have the power of the coven so close if need be.

Van continues to scold me in my eagerness to accomplish things or in the ways i go about them, he is right though. I lack patience oftentimes, as well as strategy. I am more often one to simply react then to carefully weigh my choices. But i suppose such is what makes us so strong, we are who halfs that when placed together form a whole.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 29, 2012, 12:59:12 PM
It seems iv born another enemy, Ly has been attacking people in a effort to try to get to me. I was told of her attacking Victor and Cake, and her forcing him to say he would not betray her again. Cake was witness to it all, shes taken her knowledge to the Garda but they don't seem to believe her because they see her are only a child. Iv taken such into my own hands and written Eugene my self. Hopefully his words are true about protecting even outlanders as well from wrong doing. If not, he has been made aware of her actions towards his Garda.

Seems those around me are getting more and more upset about such, Victor gave me a notice she wrote which i find highly amusing. She claims that the Garda possess something of mine. She only makes her self sound more and more mad now. I don't think she will live to long, i at least hope her execution will be quick, and not a public whipping and then left for dead. I told Senies about what has happened, he seems to think i should talk to mother as well. Though i don't exactly think Mother will do much, but iv still not done what she requires of me so i am unsure if she will or not.

I begin to think she should of just given me the remains when i asked for them. She is only going to get in over her head and find her self dead. Perhaps she will end up like Marius. If some iv found new fun places to place the remains of someone i dont want found for a very very very long time.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 01, 2012, 02:02:59 PM
My wares continue to build, i now see why so many simply give up on being a merchant. The effort it requires to tote everything about is exhausting. By days end i usually only wish to curl up in a bed and just rest. My entire body aches for having to cart it all about. I suppose it builds muscle though. Iv been curious as well, if any Garda will tempt to buy one of my halberds. I think such would be most interesting. Iv still herd nothing from the Vardo. It would be nice to join them and have a place i could sell at night as well, in safety. Van and i have been working tirelessly to further our abilities, but it feels as if we are doing nothing we can learn from. Other then the ratmen are rather dim and foolish enough to run to us instead of away.

I find the village utterly dull, and lifeless, but it is a wonderful place to train ones skills in senses, i can work on my herbology, my fletching, and even gather materials for alchemy, all while keeping my skills with a blade up as well. Still i am tempted to make trips to Port, or back to Vallaki as well, my wares are more able to sell there then they are here. Once iv mastered my skills here i will return to Vallaki i believe. To focus on selling my wares, till iv more space and then i will seek out new wares.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born - Book II
Post by: Miuo on April 19, 2013, 10:51:24 AM
OOC: The following posts will be in a new "tome" not connected to the same one as above.

(The newly acquired tome looks quite bland and cheap, the writing on its stiff yellowed pages is poorly done. The hand which wrote them likely unused to creating such letters.)

Iv seen the others doing this, and believe I should be doing so as well. Why do words flow about my head with such ease, yet my hands can not produce them with the same ease? Things remain in a haze to thick to peer threw, but the recent days seem clear, but as if i watched them be done and took no part in them.

I am grateful to of recovered my mind, at-least the small portion of it i am aware of. Among what little i had with me a tome. One i can not open or find key for. What is it id possess of such importance even I would forget how to open it. Why is it i remember such trivial things, like my knowledge of foliage and how to brew it. But i can not remember how i came to be of this world. I know i was not born here, so how did i come to be here?

Brother has vanished, i can no longer find him. Yet his words linger still on my mind. That i am promised to someone. I do not understand though. Should this man not of come for me? Embraced me, professed his love and excitement to see me once more? What sense i has, screams for it to be a hags ploy. yet how is it i can think such. How do i know of hags? There are such complex patterns with in my mind, sometimes all i can do to make them go away is draw them.

One of the only things i can remember with absolute is that i serve the great mother. Yet i know not how or why. Only that i do. And that she who cares for all watches over me. Perhaps it is she who wishes me to forget my past. I fear there to be great darkness if it is true and she wishes to advert my eyes from it.

Something deep in me churns, i worry soon what ever it is my body knows will become revealed to my mind. And it shall be something i wont be able to forget again. .
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 02, 2013, 12:26:05 PM
It is funny how memories will return to someone, like a moth flying into a window pane. The soft repetitive tap against the window, the sound of its fluttering wings. The moment you turn your ear to it, it sounds as if it will crash threw the window as a monstrous beast. These are how memories and scraps of knowledge return to me. I had been brewing tonics, they are the only things that seem absolute to me, i do not need to even recall the recipes. My body acts as if it knows, and i trust it more and more with the passing days. But as i brewed countless tonics, the  chair across the room moved. Just seeing it slide across the ground, made me instantly recall the vardo. Despite recalling it all in a haze i remember the attacks. The very furniture came to life and attacked those present. The women who owns the hut did not believe me. She thought me mad, or playing a trick on her. . .

Perhaps i am going mad. .

The Garda seem as if they are everywhere, the lands become more hostile during the day then they are at night. The setting sun brings peace and silence to the world, while the sun brings cruelty and pain. I do not know why, but something tells me to flee, to run as fast and hard as i can the moment i see them. Their uniforms and massive blades grant me fear like nothing else iv encountered in these short few days. I was foolish, i thought my spell would hide me, it often does. But the man saw threw it and tried to corner me. I fled as fast as my body would allow. But it, nor was my spell good enough. His arrow pierced the ethernal and grazed my arm. But i got away, fleeing to the trap door and into the clutches of the undead. Why is it i find peace now with them then with the living. Something about the living causes me to become riddled with fear.

Why am i so afraid?

Brother has left, i am alone. Left to the vicious cruel living, denied the peace that comes from death. And forced to suffer the loneliness of both worlds. I no longer hear her as i did. . .perhaps she is angry iv forgotten everything before the waking. There is a hole i can not fill, a place where something is missing. In my restless state i wandered the sewers, before i knew where i was going i stood before a large door. Only to be welcomed in after a soft knock on the sturdy metal door. I had forgotten them, those who dwell beneath us. The unwanted, the discarded. Those who knew what it was like to be hated for no reason other then because they were born this way. Something is missing though, seeing them makes me only that much sadder, as if iv lost something i can not recall.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 04, 2013, 01:16:41 PM
They force me to remember as if it will change what has been done and how things are. They force me to look into the darkness  and see the ugly nature that has taken root. I am filled with such, anger and rage towards them. They kill innocent children and people for little reason and rejoice in such. How to the gods stand idly by as such happens, even you great mother do not turn the power of those faithful to you onto them. To wipe them from existence. . .why?

The lands are stained with the suffering and sorrow of those they butcher, blood and ravaged corpses a common sight. Brother does not understand, it is the power i am all to aware of its strength and how much stronger it is then the weak vile people of that cursed land. A large enough planed attack on the city could easily burn it to the ground. But these are not thoughts i should entertain. . Perhaps it time i relinquish my power and follow another able to control such dark desires. I am no longer fit or worthy to direct a Coven. Perhaps it was Hala who tested me, and i failed.

I do not know how to amend my actions. . Even as i think them just, and the men and women deserving of what came to them. I know brother does not agree. He still speaks of the one he claims i was to give my hand to. . i still remember nothing of him. . .and even more so. If it were truth why has he not come? Perhaps he has condemned me, or you have taken him from me great mother as punishment. Perhaps i should give up my freedom. . and give my self to a master or teacher or what ever title they wish to give them selves. One who is able to better control them selves and could stop me should i. . . ."Spiral" again. .

Iv taken leave from Barovia, the garda seek me but i know not why. No bounty, yet they speak and ask outlanders to "watch" for me. . .Why do they go threw all this trouble to seek a women who's only crime was fleeing from them. . .Perhaps it is because of the eternal state i was in at one of those times. .  Still iv left and will avoid such lands till i am sure it is safe for me to walk about once more. Should i return there, new attire will be in order. . . I dislike the idea of having to acquire new outfits just to walk about freely. They frequent the outskirts more often. I fear soon all outsiders will find them selves on a pike. .
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 06, 2013, 03:47:15 AM
Brother is gone. . .burned to death. . .a death we left barovia to escape. Yet it has found us with in Har'akir. It did not come with angry mob or blind hatred. It came from the sands its self. A consuming fire, that snuffed out our lives in the briefest of moments. Only for me to wake in the company of the vistani. Yet brother does not wake, even with prayer and efforts of my own, nothing has stired life into him.

I could remain no more, i left for vallaki. It is because i left he followed me to those wastes and for it he died. I shall not stray to blindly again. She wishes me here for something. Perhaps to ease the suffering, something i was able to do this very night when a man dragged a women helplessly for the crypts. I was able to stop him, rather then act out of hatred i did so out of caution. I did not cast a spell, but rather fooled the man with a trinket i'v collected that holds no real other power then to please the eye with its simple illusion. Perhaps there is a place with in this cursed land for me yet.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 07, 2013, 01:45:26 AM
How swift the winds bring upon change, Sister has become more open allowing me a glimpse of her goals. Yet something with in me thinks her a serpent given human form. . I worry she to cold of heart to make it to old age. She has given me much protection and saw over me when i could not. Something few would do with in this world. With her aid, brother has been given life. Yet theses. . ..events of innocent intent to restore life gave following to the slaughter that came in the night.

We walked for the Oasis, to wash the sand and and taint of death from our selves. Far ahead into the shadows we saw a creature mauling a Guard to death. There was nothing we could do so we fled back to the in and its roof to take sight. We saw it once more, Neville said it to be a rat man. But this far from Vallaki a most off occurance. .. We thought the man in black had come to stop the creature. He did not. . .he traveled with in the darkness, and blocked out the life of the area they were with in. They began to slaughter and kill all in their way. Entering home and ending any they found.

We escaped by the grace of the gods. My hands till shake to much to write more. . .i fear rest. . if such figures are of Barovia and entered Har'akir. . .what is to stop them from entering the Port to silence any who saw them. . .?
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 08, 2013, 03:40:49 PM
I've come to the realization that my actions will haunt me. . .even if i can explain them away and had just cause to kill them. . .i let anger and darkness take my hand. Hala would not of done such. . .she would not of been so easily manipulated into doing such. Brother says the tome i carry but can not open is a Grimoire. Something that would hold all the answers i need yet i can not open it. I do not know if what i seek possible to do. . .if the penance i seek to pay can be done. It will take some time to gather what is needed. Once it is done. . .i will not be able to turn back. Brother has no idea of what i plan. . Nor do i wish him to till it to late. . He would try to stop me i'd think. . .

I worry he will hate me for what i will do. . .that i tricked him into helping me. But it is the only way i believe i can make penance for what iv done. I hope he can forgive me. . .Or become repulsed by me and how i appear. . .

The rat men of Barovia have come to the Port as well. . .perhaps they stalk us as a bad omen. . .I worry their sickness spreads to rapidly. Brother. . . confuses me. . .he is at times as brave as any warrior. . .yet at others as fragile as a small boy. He believes in me so whole heartily. . .i worry i will disappoint him. He treats me as if i was once this brilliant dove he admired so greatly., but has come to harm. Working so hard to mend my broken wing to see my fly once more. I do not think i can be the one he wishes me to again. .I do not desire to rule a coven. . or to seek power or items of power.

I am lost, searching for my way to best follow Hala. My idea of finding one to serve and aid seems the most suitable. Once the ritual is done i will of begun to pay my lifetime of penance. But i do not think it enough. It demands i give my self over more so to the ways of Hala. Forsake pride for humble kindness and humility.

There is a sickness in me i can not rid my self of. It grows with the worst of my self. I can not let it take control of my hand again. I would wish to die and never rise then to see and live with this darkness again.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 09, 2013, 04:20:16 PM
[Updated first post to show a image of Miuo's eyes now.]

The ritual went as i desired, i did not think the pain would linger so. Iv my vision back, yet it feels as if my eyes are coarse and covered in sand. Brother says they have changed, I do not yet know what they look like. Im worried of looking into the mirror and being horrified at the sight. The last thing i saw before my vision blurred was blood welling in my eyes before trickling out into the water covered mirror.

I am left hoping that this will be a start to my penance. I do not think I can return to Vallaki. . .ever. They would think me Caliban most likely and kill me. I picture all that is different of me, I no longer feel elven at all. . .The only bit of me left that seems so is reverie.

I now fear showing my face to people. . .what will they think of me? Will they think me monster and flee? Will any seek me for healing with how I appear? Perhaps it is best i stay with in this city and become like brother. Hiding my face from sight and working in the garb of Mother. Showing no flesh of my own, just the cloth of Hala.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 10, 2013, 11:52:10 AM
Things have. . changed between brother and I. His confession makes me worry about what will happen in the future. . I desire to ease the torment i saw in him. .I desire him as well though. He does not judge or shun me for the darkness with in my self. How could i not do the same for him? I fear his words of be belonging to another. I still do not remember such, but he has not lied to me thus far. I am left to think either his words true or he has been lied to as well. I am left unsure if there will ever be more, or if he can even desire just one person.

I feel so close to unlocking something in my path, but i continue to fall short. It sits there, on the tip of my tongue tempting me. Yet just beyond my grasp, i am left with little other choice then to do all i can to try and achieve it. Though little in my surroundings seems to challenge me. Yet i fear straying to far less death befall me. Something i am not eager to experience again. My eyes have healed to the point they no longer cause great pain from just blinking. None have seen them other then brother though, nor do i really wish to "show them off" just because i am beyond Barovia.

I fear the future and what it will bring for me. . .for those around me. I continue to feel pulled back to Vallaki but i can not return. For my own safety and those around me. I can only hope I am able to find a place for my self beyond the boarders of Barovia.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 13, 2013, 01:05:32 AM
I begin to worry I am forcing my desires onto brother and he to kind to tell me i am doing so. In a moment of elated joy and desire to share it, I forced my my thoughts and desires onto him. If he is the one to bring us together, then it should be His choice in what our Coven shall be called. I desire it greatly, perhaps this is because iv begun to remember things. How much work and effort and strife it took me. Iv started to recall Brother Vanquist, but not as a memory of my own mind. Of a story upon pages i cant remember writing. I can read of the immense love i held for him, yet my heart does not flutter for him so.

Even with Brother Neville, he brings and offers me much. And I desire him, but physically so. He makes me embarrassed and timid at times. But my heart does not flutter for him either. The pages with in my tome weave tales of great love, great loss and more. Iv yet to read it from entry to finish, but I begin to think "love" and "passion" are what fuel me so.

We've returned to Vallaki because Brother has felt a tug here, we've found a women claiming to be kin. We've tested her and made sure she not a hag or one under the influence of a Hag. Yet i do not trust her. . . I can not place my finger, perhaps I am being just to cautious of a outsider. We've chosen to remain in Vallaki and seek out other, and tempt to ease the sufferings of this land. Things feel rushed however, I worry for all of us. That we shall be given back to the earth sooner then the Mother has intended.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 14, 2013, 04:27:22 AM
A local has approached brother and I, seeming to sense we possessed "Varaja". Is it possible those of this world can sense magic in others, if they them selves are attuned to it? Or perhaps only those listening and looking closely enough for such? Or perhaps it a sign from Hala we are to aid him? Or it is all a coincidence and the man just held luck in seeing such. But i suppose it not hard, it seems most "outlander" types hold such, or know one who can wield it. For a land where weaving magic is treated as a crime there always seems to be a great many casters about. Once the sun falls from the sky and the Garda and locals go into their homes to fear the darkness. Magic blossoms and takes hold of the night.

As I walk the land, memories come to me. One. . . I cant seem to make my self believe. A dragon? A dragon standing not far from the temple speaking while others moved about. I can not remember much else other then that. A massive dragon just sitting there. My mind denies such, for surely if such a creature existed here it would lay waste to such petty people and ravage its livestock. But if it is not such. . .then it must be the power of a person. . . and if it so. . .Why have they not showed such form again and claim this city for their own and right the wrongs of the people?

When i think of these thoughts my stomach sickens, the reason for such is beyond me. I still do not read from the pages of the tome iv unlocked. I fear its contents and my memories with equal terror. The more I read or recall only further makes me dislike who i was. How i became so obsessed with goals and power and the people I hurt. Each time i see a Crow i find my self stricken with saddness. As if iv done wrong some how. They haunt me, my memories. Like cruel pranks planned by a wizard who wishes to teach me some great lesson that i can only find the meaning of if i can endure the pain. Perhaps these are the mad ramblings of a women locked in a cell who is lost to her mind. Brother has said someone has told him, spies and workers for the Garda seek me. Yet i do not care, I find my self searching once more. Something I find my self doing more and more as of late.

Searching for someone, yet it is neither brother nor the one he says holds or held my hand. I do not think iv seen his face, or he mine. I search but can not find what i seek. And Seek what I can not find. Yet still search in this torturous cycle, doomed to repeat it over and over till what I search for is found. I think it a man, yet I am unsure. Mother, why do you confuse me so with half solved puzzles? Left to stare and wonder what the other half might be and how they shall fit together with my half.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 15, 2013, 03:22:47 AM
Another has presented her self, a new sister. Yet, i do not feel she desires to join us in the way brother may seek. Nor is she like us, she is much more humble. When I look at her, visions of a elderly women sewing and weaving great tales of heroes come to mind. Perhaps she would be a good influence on us, one who would keep us grounded to a more humble kind nature.

Iv begun to feel my self slip, I am becoming to noticed. What else can be done? Allow the undead to cut them all down and quietly walk away in my woven sanctuary. I think such a greater crime then revealing my self. The "pupil" as brother calls him as begun to advance, he struggles but makes progress. For a time I thought he the one i searched for. It became clear he was not such.

I did not realize how much I missed the mother tongue until i was speaking in it. I almost desire to seek out the elves and enjoy the lives they live. But this is not me. . .not any more.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 16, 2013, 02:58:02 AM
Iv not seen brother in a while now, perhaps he has left me here once more. I find my self searching more for the faceless man. The one who haunts my thoughts. I do not know what possess me to seek him, only that I should. My mind feels like a hive of angry bee's all buzzing about and drowning out all out all other sounds around them. Is this who I am to be now? A women upon the cusp of madness? I find my self almost able to picture him, his face held with in a mirror, his hair, his face shape, his ears, and even his chin i can almost see. Yet the rest appear as if they have been stolen away.

So little happens around me. I hide more then I live, nearly all my time is spent hiding with in the crypts. Iv walked the passages a thousand times. Given the restless respite from their cursed state. Iv showered the dead children in the petals of flowered picked under the spring sun. Yet they rise endless, doomed to repeat the same fate over and over. Is this to be me one day, or have I been such? Rising lifelessly, doomed to either claim the life of others or fall and rise again later.

I grow lonely in this state, my surroundings so grim. Perhaps fitting to what is to be my fate. Even now, as the ink dries on the pages, my mind drifts to you. Why does your face taunt my mind so? Is it a omen of some sort? Perhaps you've not yet been claimed by the mists, yet what do the visions mean? To fear your arrival, or to embrace it?
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 18, 2013, 12:14:04 PM
Iv washed my flesh raw, no matter how much I scrub I still see blood. The main of his assault still fresh on my mind, how can one who looks so beautiful be so cruel. He has forced me to sign a contract to be his. I can hear my self screaming inside my mind, urging me to flee down the streets screaming for help. I fear what would happen to me if i tried. My thoughts begin to feel jumbled up as he tells me what is truth and what is not. I feel on edge, fearing anything i do might be reason for him to become enraged and lash out at me.

I am trapped here, to be dragged about and aid him in what ever way he wishes. I fought to keep my faith and payed a cruel price to retain just that small form of my self. I dread what would happen if i fought for anything more. Or spoke out against him and begged for help, he has allowed me to stray from his side when he has to tend other maters but I never loose the feeling of eyes being on me. I am watched, followed and guarded. I am once more in the life I possessed before the mists stole me away.

This time, my captor has no issue with marring my "beauty" or scaring me to prove his power.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 20, 2013, 08:22:07 PM
He wont ever let me leave alive, his assault and twists and words crash against me like the waves of the sea against a stone cliff. Eventually the stone will give way, eroded slowly over time till it crumbles into the waters. He tries to twist my mind to his will, I can feel my self begin to believe such. If not for these pages I would fall prey to his words. His lies flow endlessly, he is a monster in the flesh and guise of a man. I will die and none will even know. Why cant I run? Why cant I scream and wake all those in the city and get help? How is it, he can grip me with such fear. No matter how far I run, his gaze is upon me. The contract remains in tack and my blood in his hand. I pray Hala can give me the strength to endure, till I can watch him fall and burn him, the contract and the blood he took.

I am. . .not cunning to do this alone. I need someone, there are so few I can entrust such knowledge to. The "Red Maiden" would surely storm where ever he was and attempt to claim his life. Getting us both killed if not worse. Brother has vanished into the wind. I do not blame him as i vanished my self this time. The Drow'ish man i saved perhaps. . .But i do not know how much i can trust him. The "Man in Red" is more cunning then I or any i can think of.

He has allowed me a modicum of freedom, knowing with my blood he could curse me. . .or i fear far worse if I ran and did not return. .

I escaped him for two days, fleeing to Barovia. To try and gather things I may need if i am ever to break free of him. Yet when i sought shelter in the Drain a small group of "twists", asked me to remove my hood. That such was a sigh of "respect". When refused and attempted to strike up a conversation about such. A caliban accused my conversation of being "stupid". Before a small man professed knowing all manner of things about me. By my type of attire, and skin color. He knew all about me, that I was a witch, wanted by the garda, my name and why i was wanted.

Have these lands changed that much since I last walked freely. The drain now a place where we should all be respectful, and share in peace and Harmony? The drain is many things but it is not this. It is a haven from the surface, this is true. But it is not void of conflict among its denizens. It only made me realize that running will not free me. . .that i will and have to fight to be free. Even if it means staying with the monster to gain favor and a chance to grab my freedom and flee from him. I will pray to Hala for strength and guidance. And hide these tomes to keep my mind.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 21, 2013, 07:49:09 PM
The more I resist the more cruel his fists are. His tongue more silver then any i'v herd speak. I know though, that his words lies. No matter how believable they may sound or how convinced he is that they are truth. He speaks of madness now, that I am a "prophet" of Hala. And that our union shall bring forth great change. That if i do not comply all will die because of me. His words are lies, they must be. Mother would not do such to us, to cast us into the vile monstrous clutches of such a man and stand silently. There would be signs of her will if she desired it so. He has admitted to some of his own lies, and yet acts as if they were never spoken, or that his fists did not touch me.

I was given the chance to exact some small amount of vengeance for his actions. Yet he only laughed and seemed to be amused. But I know a weakness, his face. His vanity can be used against him. He says the contract states I can do no harm to him, only if he allows such. I have harmed him before and payed dearly for such. If I can not harm him. . .another can. One who can force him to give up the contract and blood. And tell me what it says.

Mother guide me.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 23, 2013, 12:05:33 AM
The more time I am trapped at his side, the easier it is to manipulate his weakness. I only pray the Mother can give me the strength to see it threw. He wishes to redo the contract in my favor. I am unsure. . .is such is a ploy to try and lure me into believing he is changing or if he truly desires such because iv fooled him so well. My stomach twists is guilt for being this way, have I any other choice though. . .?

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 24, 2013, 03:04:58 AM
Once more, I sit inside a gilded cage. My thirst for revenge and blood wavers. He shows sign of change and professes his love for me. Yet each time he speaks of Hala my stomach knots and my trust for his is shattered. Perhaps he is the pawn of another? Following their claims blindly. If such true i fear my self in more danger then I had thought. His words hinge on the fact we are the chosen and meant to bring about this great change. He has torn the contract up before me as a sign of his desire and will to change. He has said the blood gone as well. I am pressed to flee while he sleeps or to kill him. Despite his cruelties and violence, he shows sign of change.

Should I not attempt to save him, if it possible?

He has given me some amount of freedom to wander. So long as i return to him. A new mother has come into path. "The Dark Mother", a vampire. Who has sworn to kill a innocent each night unless a lightcarrier gives him self to be her groom. I feel out of touch with the world around me. People speak of me and i do not understand. I am approached and questioned on things i barely know of. Have i drifted so much I no longer belong among these people?
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 26, 2013, 10:43:32 PM
I'v moved down to the drain, returning to my old position as healer there. It is close to the sewer cover across from the Hospice. They executed a man today. From the whispers and sight of the same "things" that attacked Har'akir. . .He was the man they hunted for, and not one to mourn. I can only hope that the one who runs the drain will allow me to have the small spot space in the drain i requested. If needed i suppose I can pay for the room and the things needed.

Winter is coming, soon all the herbs will wither and die till spring. Less i search the mountains for the few rare herbs that grow with in the winter. The outskirts are quite of late, except for the few things that stalked the night some time ago seeking the "pale one". There is a new vampire sulking about the night. She is nothing like the others. She calls her self "The Dark Mother". She seems to of attached her self to a Moringlord lightcarrier. Demanding his hand in marriage or she will kill someone innocent each night till he has.

Sister and the drow one still pressure me. . The red one pressures me, all I desire is to break free from them all. To live a simple quiet existence, whether it is in the drain, Port or even the outskirts. But above it all i seek a place i fit and can aid others.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on May 28, 2013, 08:35:41 PM

I'v once more played witness to the stupidity of what can occur in the drain. Even after saving the life of one of the men involved shortly before this incident. Slowly i begin to question if it is worth my time or effort to try and help them as i had planned. It is clear they are highly disorganized and prone to harming their own goals then working to see them completed.

I had been brewing a great many tonics i had recently acquired. Twenty one bags, at ten coins a vial, and well over two hundred vials used the drain would of acquired a fair bit of coin from such a simple hobby. This was apparently not enough, the same man i had saved earlier approached me blathering on about "The boss gets his cut", even going so far as to threaten me if i did not pay him. It was not long before the red maiden stepped in to defend me. She had come seeking me apparently when unable to track me down else where.

The one was joined by another who acted as if they held power here and spoke for the boss him self. I do not think they were aware the Boss had already given me orders threw Cassandra. Perhaps I will speak to her about what has happened and see things mended. My desire to open a place to aid them wanes as their arrogance and hostile actions grow. Soon, one will attack or anger someone of power and then they and many innocents who hide here will loose their lives because they can not follow the simplest of tasks set out to them.

The one who stood up for me fell the large one who tried to act tougher then he was. Even when the boss desired to speak with her. She found her way into a chair to be tortured for killing someone who had attacked first, who tried to extort and harm someone innocent. He was atleast gracious enough to spare her life and tell us to take her to the surface and ban her from the drain.

Yet they could not even do this simple task, they had to stop and attempt to dunk her in the sewer water. Something else i wish to bring to Cassandras attention. . considering if they can not follow such simple instructions, how can they be trusted with any thing else. I left, i had no desire to watch. And if i had stayed I would of attacked them. I know i could of killed two or three with ease with a single spell, and possibly the other with my summon and another spell.

This would of did me no favors though. . So now I wait for Cassandra to see this issue properly attended. And perhaps those involved punished for being the ones to bring violence in the drain when all the women did was defend someone they tried to steal from and threaten. If not, if that is their sense of justice, if it is the desire of the boss to let brutes steal and harm other innocents here. I will not offer my aid to him, or any other skill i might possess. I will make do with the surface above and let any from the drain who are in need of aid seek me there. Atleast there, peace can be enforced. Not subject to change when it best serves those who serve him.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 15, 2013, 09:31:03 PM

It has been nearly half a year since my exile, iv come home once more only to find little has changed. Death is every where, people still suffer for little to no reason. In my exile I seem to of missed much. Vallaki is under martial law, its outlining areas sparse with life. The mist camp is busier then normal, yet none seem to have a purpose other then standing with in the mists waiting for their next grand adventure to come along. Is this what i was executed and brought back for? To watch this place slip further into the dark clutches of vile ignorant humans?

They slaughter for little reason, then grow enraged when those they have oppressed and beaten grow tired of being under their feet. It is odd sitting alone in the temple for hours on end and seeing no sign of any other outlander. Perhaps the locals have finally chased everyone from this city. I wonder what would happen if such were true, for as long as i can remember we have kept the night at bay. With none to thin the numbers of undead, werewolves and other creatures who thrive here in the night. What will become of the people? Will they soon realize we have become apart of this place or will they blame us the sudden uprise of attacks.

Iv taken to keeping all of my self covered and in my armor at almost all times. I will not be betrayed so easily again. .
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 20, 2013, 09:45:58 AM

It is a odd feeling, "change". For so long Vanquist, myself, Neville, could never seem to achieve change or a true place for our selves. I had become used to it. Knowing there would never be a place for us in the lands of Barovia. Yet i am here for what seems like only a breaths time, and so much has happened. Sister Anne has found a place for us in the Drain. We have a entire place to our selves, finally a hospice of our own. I am no longer even certain if Neville lives or Vanquist. . .I can not sense them as i did before. . .

Cake has found me once more, only to reveal she is dying a slow and agonizing death while acting as a carrier of a disease that could infect humans. Among such meetings a random attacker who has been revealed to be sent by another who has taken interest in me. . .Strange womanly figures watching from the darkness and attacking other people randomly. The drain is run by a man who has shown him self to truly care for those he governs over. Perhaps his words can be truly trusted and depended on. Sister Anne and I have only a trivial agreement to hold up to maintain our haven. We need only offer healing to him, his men and the others of this place. And provide him with tonics. Two things we would freely do, the goddess surely smiles upon us with such a windfall of good luck. Specially in such unsure times.

If I am honest. . .it is a bitter sweet joy, I am thrilled to have such a place with sister Anne. But a piece of me wishes it was Vanquist. . even before my fall he did not show him self to me. The ache of his absence has become as much apart of me as my love for the great mother. He her most divine warrior and protector over our coven. Now lost to the pages of my tome. In half a lifetime more, none will even remember him. And such frightens me. . I wish i could say Sister Anne would, or other witches or warlocks would. But Sister Anne does not speak the common tongue. . .and we have no others for the moments. For the most part Sister Anne and I are utterly alone. Only the kinship of another who shares our love for the mother.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 21, 2013, 12:12:37 AM

The circle me still, and now involve others. The one who speaks in riddles spoke of the dark witches. And now they have come to our hospice to lay a threat upon us. A black witch came into our hospice, I do not know if she knew if we were there or not. But she came and left warning, that Sister Anne and I have seven days to close the hospice. . .

Sister Anne has told me before this, the Black Witches demand we return to "The Black Mother". I start to fear our hospice will be short lived as Skinny becomes angered with us, that we have brought trouble to the drain and him.

It scares me, that the witch walked in so freely despite the circle we cast and our efforts to ward the hospice against such. . .Perhaps Sister Anne and I can call upon our fallen sisters and find out more then what we already know, and finally gain some answers as to why they are doing all this. Why they seek us so, just answers to all this maddness that has befallen us and begun to suck in those who are not connected to us in any way. . .



Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 23, 2013, 10:22:50 AM

Sister Anne has left me angered with her blindness of danger. I can not fault her though, her eyes are not as keen as mine or my Guardian. Nor did she fault me in my efforts. She is young, but holds the heart of a mother. For such I am envious, my heart will never be as hers. My own is touched with darkness, a mark unmovable. No matter the deeds of good i do.

They sought us once more, following us to the cursed Monastery. Watching, no words, no threats are harmful spells tossed. Just. . .watching. Perhaps such is more unnerving then their threats or spells.

Perhaps the only light in this darkness is the Guardians interest in me. . . It leaves me confused. He is difficult to read or predict. It is most vexing, he makes kind gestures. Such as having a dress made for me. One similar to his own attire, shadowing me and watching over me constantly at cost to him self. Part of me wishes for him to kiss me, stealing my breath from me. And confess his desires clearly. I do not think he shall, he worries of over stepping his place with me. A fear I wish did not exist with in him. Sister Anne may have made such oaths to Hala to remain celibate and chaste to all. But love is what gives me power, to be loved and in love with another. I am strongest in such. None could replace my love for the great mother and all she has given me. But she can not ease the deep sorrows or fears i have as a mortal loving hand can.

Enric has found me once more, he is not him self any longer. He is. . . "different" he says battle has changed him. But I worry such is not true, or that it a ploy for the Ezrites. I am torn between the one i used to know and the figure he claims he has become. I can only watch him closely and hope that my fears and worries are unfounded. He knows much about me, if he means me harm he is one who could do the most damage.
Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 24, 2013, 11:51:10 AM

Encounters:

* Black witch attacks man and his bear in outskirts, bear and witch is killed. Her body turns to ink.

* Black Witch watches me from the sewer, vanishes as i go to run after her. Cake and I are attacked by a man who has been hired by someone with interest in me. Find him near death by the fallen Black witch, killed him and took him to the Morninglords.

* Black Witch confronts Dar and I in the hoods, witch hurls a fireball at Yln before vanishing into thin air.

* Reach Hospice to find a great many there, who have come with new's of the Black Witches.

* Biter tells me a Witch has come to the Hospice and demanded we leave with in seven days.

* Two Black witches watch us from the cursed Monastary.

* The riddle speaker, and one known as Myth find a portal in the second floor of the crypts which took them to a Black Warlock.

* Black witch seen in watcher area and attacks travelers.

* Riddle speaker and her grandson encounter one of the black warlocks in the Morninglord Crypts as he attempts to open a demonic portal. Solomon attacks riddle speaker and attempts to strangle her in blame.

All that is known is, they claim iv the blood of their sisters on my hands. . . they wish us to close our hospice. . .and to join them. . . .









Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 26, 2013, 01:15:32 AM

Our numbers swell with those seeking the kind embrace of the great mother. A sign of hope for us, and all in need of kind hands to ease the suffering the darkness brings. I take some small bit of joy from knowing many have begun to see the Great mother for what she truly is. A immortal mother who desires nothing more then to ease the suffering of her children.


Another, called "Shay" has found her way to us. Our humble hospice, has become a beckon of hope and sanctuary for those of like minds. She has confessed troubling truths about the one mage who works for skinny. Revealing his greed and ignorance, i must caution the others to hide the extent of their abilities before him. Dar has given me a most precious gift. A tome iv sought for longer then i care to recall. Iv not yet had time to read threw the entirety of its contents. But iv come to think it may be wise to bind all of our power together so that we may be a united front against what circles and threatens us. Iv expressed such with Sister Anne. She seems to agree. But the issue remain, who is to lead us, who is to be the core of the coven, when are we to do this. . . so many questions. I selfishly desire the position for my self. . .I know it unbecoming. . But it is a truth i can not hide from. My time with Vanquist, the favor iv been shown all go to my head and make me feel as if it is "my" position. My mind creates reasons why it is mine, and why it should be no others. They are horrid thoughts, but the more i think on such the more they swell with in me.

I feel guilty thinking of Vanquist when with Dar, i believe. . .or wish to believe i could care for Dar. But i have loved many, and been hurt by many more. My greatest power comes from love, yet it seems harder and harder for me to truly love another. I become ridged slowly, perhaps i have simply been here to long. Or the many times iv fallen and been brought back has broken me in some way. . .It feels as if there are many versions with in me crawling around under my flesh. The me who is violent and blood thirsty for all who have wronged me or those i care for. The me who is eternally kind and forgiving to the point of fault. The me who racked with such sorrows that I am left to endlessly sob for all that has transpired in my time here. We are three faces of the same women who is more lost then ever, in a time when she should be the most sure of her self.

I look back on the entries i have written such a long lifetime ago. Only to be left with the feeling i am reading the life stories of anothers hand. How can this of been me? So naive, so foolish, so young. How is it iv forgotten so much from my beginnings here, names, life changing events. Old wounds once more split open as i read through my documented sufferings and failings. The pages feel brittle under the touch of my fingers, how i wish to forget them all and start over with the knowledge iv gained now. So much of my life has been taken from me, how is it i still live to seek out the light in others?


Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 26, 2013, 02:49:44 PM

I find the language barrier between me and Sister Anne becoming stressful. I know it to be unkindly of me but i can not help but judge her actions. Her constant rushing off, her impulse to do things without consulting other. It worries me that such will lead to her demise or the eventual demise of our Hospice. Perhaps Sister Anne and I are just different kinds of Witch. She has been raised as to be one, and in a very different culture then my self.

It does not distract me of the fact though, Sister Anne is to impulsive. Her latest act of such, bringing us all to a cave. Giving no words or explanation. And attempting some sort of enchantment that may of needed a wight tongue? And then  her strange behavior to a male elf, who claims Garda have been lurking about the sewers in disguise. I will have to tell Skinny of such. It frustrates me though, Sister Anne is a kindly women who is more of a motherly type fitting for the duties a hospice demand of her. She is not fit for the ventures many seek here, I am at a loss of what to do, and with talk of a Coven being forged among us i worry even more what repercussions her actions will bring. I am all to familiar what the acts of one can do for the many others who were never involved yet tied to them.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 28, 2013, 02:02:36 AM

Foolish! Foolish, foolish foolish! I should of known better then to follow a man who rushed and pressed us to reach the desert. I should of known better, that a group of more then four is always ends badly. I know all of these things, and yet i ignored my own concerns and brought Dar with me. Only for myself to fall shortly after reaching our destination. Waking at the feet of Dar and another. .

Iv sworn to my self to not do such so many times, yet each time I am offered with the chance. I take it. Dar was over come with illness because of my stupidity. I am thankful iv the means to cure such and ease what ever pain the illness has brought. I am once more with in the Mist camp, sitting in one of the tents with little else to do other then count the pillows that fill it.

Iv seen Sister Shay, and Brother Cloud. Sister Shay has been most kind as of late to offer me more gifts of her travels. Iv not yet had the chance to speak to her about my plans or the idea of a Coven being forged between us. Brother Cloud has herd my thoughts and counciled me on them kindly. We have come to the idea, perhaps it best we as a to be coven vote on who is to lead us. And the one chosen will carry the burden of leadership.

The drain mage has found me at Tser pool, he watched as i wove a few enchantments over my self. He calls the mothers gift lesser magic then his own. I worry for him, that his race for power and blind ignorance will lead to him being swiftly ended with none the wiser, or any to care in his absence.

Dar. . offers sweet words and kind gestures, i wish to love him. But the constant fear of those who i have loved and lost seem to haunt me. . The more i read of my beginnings here the more i see the destruction left in my wake. Perhaps i am deserving to be alone and like Sister Anne. I wish to be like her at times. To be pure as she is. To get immense joy from my hospice work. I do take pleasure in aiding those in need, but it does not still my restless nature. If any could understand me as i wish to be, it would be Dar. Yet something stops me. . .

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 29, 2013, 12:17:58 PM

Iv been most foolish again, Dar payed the price for such. He does not fault me or anger. . . he simply accepts. I worry such will lead to his end if he remains around me. . . Why is it such sorrows come in three's? Skinny has begun to question us and our place here. The mage and one known as Vajaya, a follower of the one known as Kali have begun to question us and in doing so create doubt with Skinny. Things are made worse by the one Sister Anne brought, she spoke freely. All to willing to share information with two who would mean us harm with such information. Does she not realize giving anything to Him and his companion puts all of us at risk?

With our locks broken and home defiled we are left with no other option then to pack our things and wait for Skinny to decide what is to become of us. . It is torment to find a home finally. Only to have it taken away by greed and ignorance. Darkness rises like bile, i do all i can to swallow it. Ideas swell about my mind of things to do her, the follower of Kali and one who likely aids those who have made attempts on us here. .I know them not to be right and try to find other means. Iv considered choosing Sister Shay and Brother Cloud as the ones to forge the center of the Coven. I no longer believe i can rely on Sister Anne after the one she brought to our haven and put it in such danger. If a coven is bound, perhaps binding the one known as Vajaya. From doing harm to her self and others, if she is as i think she is. Such would be a most tormented existence. Unable to lift a finger to harm any every again, as well as being unable to harm her self to end such a punishment. It would be by the mercy of others should such end.

Iv placed notices up to inform those who seek aid from us that we've closed our doors till we know it is safe once more for us to dwell in the drain. I know there are other places we can make do with and be less watched or have to pay tribute to. But there is no other place with someone who protect us as the drain does. We are being torn in many directions, i fear soon such will rip us apart. Sister Anne has brought many she knows of from her life before Barovia. But they are different from me, and those who find the path of Hala once they are in this place.

Much swells about my mind, spells, rituals, dangers, the future. . . i am left unsure and lost. Please aid me in seeing the correct path great mother, i know not what to do in these dark times.




Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on December 29, 2013, 08:13:33 PM

Some days have passed since I last wrote. I am unsure where to begin. . .The ezrite, Vijaya and a halfling were claimed by the mists. I tried to stop the ezrite. . .but he did not listen. When I saw him again he acted as if little had happened. Iv not seen Vijaya since. Though shortly before she started to accuse me of being a ezrite, or conspiring against her. Perhaps it best the mists took her away. . Iv seen her talking with the one known as Solomon. I do not trust him, or believe he even a true Morninglordian. He is spiteful, cruel and aggressive. He is more a garda then a man of faith. He spins lies to Vijaya i believe, and is the reason she has begun to make such claims against me.

Solomon has also attacked the Ezrite as well, he speaks ill of the garda and yet still walks. . .I do not think for much longer though. he angers many and then hides behind his faith. Soon his faith will suffer and he will be cast from their temple and left to the mercy of all those he was wronged.

The riddle speakers grandson has brought. . . possible revelations. . I am unsure if he can be trusted. He says he has a spy among the black ones and has brought news. He has told us that "The Black Mother" actually serves the one called "The Black Father" a divine being? Who he claims was Hala's consort? And bringer of the green mist and portals that follow. . .his words confuse me. He says the Black Mothers real name is "Sebu". I am left at a loss. . .little makes sense, they seem everywhere. Attacking many and leaving confused tales in their wake. I start to think perhaps it is a language barrier that has left me so confused. Anne seems to always have news that comes second hand that i am given in broken common. And now another tale given in broken common. . I no longer even know if what i know is true.

A small man who seeks to become one with a scaled being has approached me, wanting to know if i can do such. . .Iv not told him of what occurred with Squib. . .nor will i attempt such i believe. . .it is so great a risk. . .in something i should not meddle with. We wait on Sister Star and Sister Shay to gather to choose who is to lead us. . I worry for us. . .for what our future holds. .

On a. . . more appealing note our hospice becomes more of a hope and appealing. Soon it will be a true home. If only. . .something could be done of the scent. . .and purifying the water. . .

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on January 07, 2014, 12:52:10 PM

No longer can i trust the one Leonar, he speaks openly of us and shares such with his ilk. I had held hopes he may be a bridge between our faiths but i now know such is impossible. Ezrites by their own faith are at odds with us. At most we will only ever be able to tolerate each others existence. It vexs me that their numbers continue to swell with those who seek to follow such a twisted faith bent on pleasing as many as possible while remaining under the same being. I start to question the Ezra, she seems a desperate vain goddess. Who desires to be the only divine being to be worshiped, condemning those who don't.

Skinny has killed another in his efforts to protect us, this time one known as "Sywyn". The elf responsible for his attacks on the city. Skinny has given me his journal, it seems he was hired by this "Dark Father". Who is bent on destroying our Hospice. The riddle speakers grand son spoke of the black fathers statues begin a portal. With in the journal iv found a Terg horned pendant. I begin to think there is some truth to Sister Annes ramblings. It is hard to believe that a god and assumed "consort" of the great mother is responsible for any of what has occurred. I wont charge off blindly, I will wait and weigh what has been presented to us and consult those of the Hospice and see what it is they believe or feel.

Five of us have taken the oath to be bound as one. I am filled with both fear and joy in being chosen as the one to lead us as one. The ritual did not go as it should of. . .A soul eater was pulled forth during the binding. Living proof of the extent of taint held in these lands. I weep for the past lives of my kin to see their sufferings, to feel them as if they were my own. It is only the comfort i feel in knowing they wont carry such burdens alone which makes it possible to carry such.

If. . .skinny hears of such he will be angry with us. . .Hopefully. . .he will understand such should never of happened. . . that the binding of a coven should not of resulted in such. Skinny wishes me to help. . .sway the mind of the one that means him harm to end such peacefully rather then in blood being spilled. I will do what I can, it is the least I can do for all he has done for us here. I feel doubt though. . . he does not share everything with us. . . .the time just before the coven we herd death magic coming from with in the back space. I am discomforted by the knowing Anne has a axe hovering above her neck that could drop at any whim by skinny. . .

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on January 16, 2014, 03:11:11 PM

The Guardian has been asked to join the Seelie court, to aid in the protecting of all of us. He seems. . unsure if he wishes to accept such a offer. Much like the Morninglordian, who is unsure if he wishes to rejoin the cloth. Gabor. . has spoke of his interest in me, it confuses and excites me. I do not. . .understand how a Gunderkite man could see me as something to desire. . We drank of fine wine that he brought, it is in the haze of such he kissed me. He. . . treats me as the Guardian does. As if i am fragile glass. . .that needs to be handled gently and with care.

Something has happened with in the city, the night was filled with horns being sounded as if the city was under attack once more. Change has come to Barovia. Solomon has fallen, his darkness has been revealed to his god and he has been judged and found undeserving, Gabor defends him. That he may still yet do the Morninglords work. I do not agree. . .I think him tainted and corrupt.

Skinny had me tend a women he was keeping in a small locked room in the back. She was a prisoner, I am sure of such. Being tortured for crossing him, or for information. I question our place here, what will become of us if we stay here being apart of what skinny does here in these dank tunnels. I. . .am given hope though, despite such Skinny brought those he kept in the drain to the surface and made sure life found them once more.

I play chess with Dalica and see how futile it can be, that despite ones best conceived plans we can still fall if our opponent out moves us. Despite my best efforts I can not ease the slaughter of the night people without taking up residence at the opening of their cave. They come and go, these ignorant people of what is occurring around them. Perhaps they simply do not care, and seek the thrill to spill blood. . . Sister Anne and I followed such a group, only for violence to ensue. . What can we do for them when the very lands they seek to keep are to filled with those thirsty for blood.

Natyra is a betrayer, a vile rat seeking harm upon us. Iv seen her true face and will share such with skinny. Despite his short comings he does truly wish good things for those of the drain. Her past will come for her once more, even if she is a witch she is no match for skinny and his unwavering will to keep his own safe.

Our numbers show growth, and interest in the Great Mother grows. A small part of me hopes that the Great Mother has come back to these lands. Perhaps. . it is wise for us to seek out the abandoned farm iv passed so often. A place beyoned the command of another where we serve and answer only to our selves.

Some speak of the Terg ruins holding idols to the one known as "The Green Man" or "The Horned God". Iv never looked to closely at the crumbling ruins, perhaps it is there we will find some answers in what all of this means? Why we are targeted, why such chaos and madness to end us.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 14, 2015, 05:11:02 AM

It has been almost half a year since iv been in Barovia. . .or written. There is little if anything to write about when you are alone away from all others. Each time I return to these lands i seem less and less like my self. I only feel of use here though. . .Since my encounter with the Sisters in the Port city, iv never felt i belonged there. I fear there isn't much need for a lone Witch of Hala in most lands. There are the rare occasions when i am needed but for the most part. . I struggle to find purpose. Perhaps iv simply been here to long. . .The night rarely brings fear to me any longer. . .It is the day I fear. I am left feeling restless and mournful for my kin who took to the winds. I am alone here, with rarely a face to recall knowing. Those i do recall i never held attachment to. Those I meek for the first time, seem distant.

Quite a bit happened that I never wrote of, about my last few days here. About how the Morning Lords betrayed me, one of their own went to the Garda and made false claims against me and claimed me banned from the temple. I no longer see her, and it has been so long i don't think the claims still hold. Everything i worked towards fell apart, perhaps due to my own doing. I am tired and wish to find rest among my own kin and serve Hala quietly, and peacefully. I wish my kin to gather here as they did before, but i do not wish to be the one who leads us. It is to much to carry again. Iv failed at such for the last time.

Even in my short time back, iv already begun to make enemies. . .I feel lost. I wish for sign or more then one on what it is i should do. Iv missed so much, and lost so many. What is my purpose when i struggle so much just to keep going. . ?

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 16, 2015, 02:44:59 PM

A women came out of the night today, a fellow sister. She claims her name to be Sister Sebu, of the Retezat Coven. It seems iv risen their interests with my return. I am unsure if that is good or bad honestly. She did not seem pleased with the sisters of compassion when I told her of my encounter there. Perhaps some change will come of it and I will venture there under better terms. For now i will remain i think, she doesn't seem overly found of my desire to make another hospice in the drain. She has suggested that in time, there may be a place for me in her coven. . .

Im not sure if I can accept though, the idea of direction. . .purpose and being apart of a coven that's well established is alluring. But at the same times with all iv done. Part of me thinks i am undeserving. . .Or that i will fail them and bring shame upon them and my self.

I am at least starting to meet and get along with some of the others iv seen about though, even some of my wares have begun selling well. Iv risen from having little to nothing to having a small insignificant wealth that will help me get along without needing to struggle as I have before. I may be able to purchase a good few cases of herbs as well. Perhaps my return is not as gloomy as id begun to think it. . The sister did not look upon me in revolution or grow suspicious of me. It was comforting to be seen like that again.


Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on March 27, 2015, 10:19:29 PM


I am rather unsure of what to do with my self, iv been trying to be a merchant of sorts. But it doesn't seem as if i'm really all that well built for such. Iv taken to wandering the lands of Barovia some, and have come across a old place of interest. The building near the scrags that was once a researchers home and study. I had forgotten how beautiful it is. If not slightly filthy and a bit in shambles. It would however make a wonderful little home for my self and still be close enough to go to Vallaki for trade and companionship on outings. And is quite closer to the ferryman then Vallaki is. However I would worry about winter. . .If i became stuck so far from others i would perish rather easily i fear. Though. . its beauty is tempting it would be a lovely place for a garden, personal study and experimentation with the weave without worrying about being caught or hurting anyone. Behind it, there is a tiny island with a dock that over looks the water. At sunrise or sunset it would be a place of unwavering beauty to thank the great mother for all she has shown me.

The inside is dark and thick with dust. Starting a fire in the fireplace seemed to help some in chasing the shadows away. Other then such, i'm forced to cart candles about with me when ever i leave the sitting room. I feel uneasy at night however. . .It is hard to meditate when I am unable to really secure my safety. . .

Perhaps in time, I will be able to turn it into a hospice of sorts or find others who wish to build a small home here away from others to live quietly and to study our gifts. Perhaps a sort of Hospice/School of Magic?



Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 13, 2015, 03:51:09 PM

I fear my dedication to writing has faded in the years since I have arrived, though things at least progress well for the time being. Iv taken to my new traveling companions. A follower of the Morninglord who gives me hope they are not as corrupt as i had believed them to be, given my last dealings with them. Another, who is of the same blood as my self. But her mind seems. . .chaotic and unfocused. Despite her short comings she has proven to be of great use and trustworthy. Words i can not grant most i travel with. There is another, a rather odd man. I am never sure what to make of him, though he is always polite, kind and sacrificing of him self even when such is not needed. He has shown interest in the great mother, but seems conflicted with faith in the general sense of such. While i wish to not be alone any longer i do not think he feel truly at peace in our ways. He would be far happier freed from the shackles of his mind, perhaps the calming simple life of a farmer would fit him well? Like me he seems to have a fondness for the life of growing plants. Such may be just a means to a end, but he seems well aware of how to handle and collect such. Most just rip the plant from the ground with force, shoving it in a bag till it is a damaged mangled mess. . .

I feel so close to seeing deeper into the weave that my mind aches with restlessness. . yet something seems to block me. Keeping such just beyond the touch of understanding. It has become torturous, a temptation weighing on my mind and filling my thoughts. The venture to the wastes proved even more taunting i felt the hindrance waver but not give way fully. Leaving me to hunger for the violence of battle to numb my thoughts. I find little of challenge, here in Barovia. It feels as if iv spent lifetimes here, each lived the same and ending in the same manner. But like Markus, my duties and responsibilities keep me here.

Such is proven by what Rowan revealed to us, of a Caliban boy. Shackled in a cellar beneath a farm. We make efforts and plans to free him, in hopes he may yet know a decent life. I feel my heart ache at the thought of Nobody of Penelope of living even a day in such a life before i found them. None should live such a tormented life. I only hope it is not to late by the time we reach him.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 14, 2015, 04:15:19 AM

Seems my writings have come to soon, not even a full day since I put them to these pages has much happened to cause me to loose faith in two faiths. The priestess of the Morninglord temple in the outskirts, who goes by Liz? Has taken to saying a great many displeasing things. Things i would think no true priestess of such a faith would say. Claiming that i am of a bad influence and leading Markus astray. Yet she offers no proof or even explains her reasoning. I would believe she has little to no idea of what we have even done together. The vast sea of undead that have fell to our hands. The innocents who will of been spared given our tireless works. She has begun to spout demands iv herd no other had to claim. Markus has admitted she has now forbid him to leave this place, that his absence was the direct cause of death for a number of people. She has become as vile as the ones i encounter not so long ago, she her self admitted to never hearing of their actions, a admission that shows how far the faith has fallen.

Ontop of this, Zivon. . .the ezrite has betrayed me to a cask of strangers on a whim. A spiteful act i shall not forget, one that has renewed my view of the ezrites. It begins to become clear that it is unwise to hold faith in any faith, but ones own. Both have betrayed me more then once, to continue leaving my self exposed to their betrayal would only be my own fault. Perhaps i have become. . ..soft in my actions. . . The sisters of compassion and the sisters iv met have only been one small method in which to serve the great mother. Perhaps i am no longer destined to serve as they do. But to become the one to take up blade against any who will bring danger to my sisters, before they can draw blood. A small part of me worries i am becoming ruled once more by the rage that churns with in me and all the in justices committed against me. But my desire to see all those who threaten the safety of my sisters fall is a louder voice. . .It may be time i turn away from the kindness and controlled emotions i have clung to, and give way the me that killed those villagers who dared come before me and seek me harm. . .

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 23, 2015, 10:25:46 AM

Iv found my self unmotivated to write lately, though it is partly due to little of interest truly happening since i last put ink to these pages. The most interesting thing to truly occur was when i fled a garda trying to stop me for their usual questioning. A women i met upon arrival seems to of fallen in favorably with me and some of the others iv traveled with. She seems a promising user of magic, though her gift is born from her blood. I gifted her the wealth of my scroll collection and some other trinkets which has proved to be of moderate use while we travel together.

She used one such scroll to scare Ayrin to near death. Iv begun to wander more openly the various other lands but they seem void of other adventurers. A unnerving fact considering a number of these lands would desire me dead for a number of reasons. My faith, my race, my gifts. . .In some all of which would be cause to see me dead. My studies into alchemy seem to be moving along favorably. Iv almost reached the point where I can make strong magical varnishes with my eyes closed. Though the market for such things seems void of desire. The lands have become far filled with every other outsider skilled in such. .

Given my recent influx of materials, i may need to have a sale on them once again. To at least recoup some of the cost of making them, if not i may begin just hurling them about like a mad women at things just to relieve my self of the weight. Same can be said for the large quantity of fireworks i purchased. . .while they don't weigh much they still take up space. Iv lit a few, only at night for obvious reasons. People seem to think me ill of mind. . I could understand if they were worried that such may draw attention, though i doubt it would make much difference given that there are usually several fires burning and people chatting loudly enough to be herd from the tree lines. Though, now that i think of such, they would make quite usual signals . . Perhaps i will save those i have left then.

Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
Post by: Miuo on April 26, 2015, 09:14:06 AM

Iv taken to accepting a elven women named Eilonna as a student of sorts. She has expressed interest in the great mother and is quite gifted. Myself, Eilonna and Ayring a fellow elven women fell the Ice queen with such ease that i question why it was i ever feared her. I know her fall will not be ever lasting or be a great blow to her. But it was a accomplishment to my self. I need no longer fear her as i did once before when she laid waste to my party. My new "student" has made all the more powerful by the wealth of knowledge i gifted her in the form of scrolls. Which she rather cunningly turned to make a vast profit. A trait that will bode well for her in these lands where those like us are killed for being what we are. Iv grown rather proud and fond of her.

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Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
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Title: Re: Miuo Nevai - A Coven Born
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Title: A Witch Born
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