Lethyaia Specchio - Journal

[*Zahir]

Portrait




Long hours on the Moonsea, but nothing is to change.
There are the multiverse, now I know well.
Two years pathed since I fell in the damned water from my ship. Very well, my former ship...or better to say, my keeper's ship, gosh... my former keeper's, former ship. To the point, I failed to protect my keeper and fell that cursed sea, how could one think, that there are a bloody portal there, ex-actly where I sank.
Even today I wonder how I opened it, I didn't want to, but things happens.
Anyway I see now, that I should be very gratefull, cause I learned use my merits, and hide, hide well my flaws. But, here is that unholly place, that city of nowhere and everywhere, and no need for hide, or at least, for now. But still I'm gratefull, before me, there are the multiverse, planes, places, adventure, everythin' for what a pirate girl, like me, could ever...AND here is the point, I do what I never want. Today, yesterday and before I keep that damned wine cellar, so boring, however the innkeeper girl pay well, and I can practice a bit, revive from my "almost-death" in the deep of the Moonsea, because, even if it happened in the past, two years not so much time, body restore fast for our kind, but I'm not so confident then I used to be.
Today I thought after: If I would, could I return there? I can't see the answer, dunno, but maybe, maybe I wouldn't return nevermore.

I'm free, first in my life. In every aspect I'm free.

I wonder that they are survived, are they going to see after me, or I've just lost for them?

Maybe there are others like me around, I should seek for partners fast, before I die by boredom.

[*Zahir]

A lot happened today...

I met two stranger, or better say a man who was "almost already dead", and a ghost girl. The last one I didn't met realy, just have heared her talking without seeing her, She told, that she isn't a ghost, I believed to her.

In the Inn have been, when this man, Nex, came in. He looks like a pirate..no, not realy, He got an eyepatch, but he was lack of passion. To be honest, He hasn't realy any emotions. We have talked a lot about existence, I was realy bored, but with this conversation my mood became better, wasn't lonely more and it's enough.

He looks like a very experienced fighter. He uses some kind of weird and twisted magic to aid his battles. We took a portal, which he opened with a belladonna. I didn't ask...but I memorised well every move he did. We have visited a plane where angry bitches ran up and down. Dryads...or whatever. Nex has fought them and I've tried not be in his way. Sometimes I backstabbed they.
There were huge woods and plants, and snakes....believe me, huge ones, you should remember those forever.
I've learned a whole lot new moves from him. Hence He got an unusual kind of personality, a bit too...say so, not too entertaining, but He do well what He do. Our conversations were a bit odd. Living without emotions is not the life I wish for.

Later I ran into Signor Hildmor. We did some business, He lend me coins first to let me buy a better armor, but when I mentioned to Him, that I wear studded leather then he showed me my current, new armor (I realy appreciate his kindness!). It's an amazing master piece with realy serious enchantments on it. It's the first time, I never have got nothing from others before... Indeps are so...like a family, it's weird, unusual for me. Anyway I still owe him with some coins, I will try not forget it.

I have gave a try to my new armor and brought it to Undersigil. It works very well!

[*Zahir]

I haven't had much time to write, still a lot happened...

I've met with a charming man. I was talkin' with Signor Hildmor, who has helped me already a lot, when a man, tall and strong came to Khaz place. He is kind and cute, man with lot of humour. He invited me to go with him, I did because I'm type of curious.
He brought me to the plane of the beast, to a beutifull and hidden waterfall. We took a swimm and he... Well, told me very nice things, he is good in that, I must admit! No one did it with me before, I was very confused, tried to keep the distance, I wanted disappear, run away. I like him, it's not about that! And I realised that I was becoming one with the shadows of the waterfall, with the shadows casted on the lake by nearby trees, it was a great sensation! To be honest, best in my life! A bit later I steped out from the penumbra of the shadowworld with the unbelievable urge of returning as soon as possibile. He wasn't so much surprised. I'm sure He knows far more about that then me. He has kept flirting with me, but I told him, that I need time.
I need time, I've just became free, and it's so great, won't loose it, no way! But... He is still cute and sweet...and powerfull too!
Later I relieved his personality a bit better, and I've realised that He is kind of charmeur. I saw him by Khaz as He did the same flirting with a young drow... I hadn't much anger about it, we are free, both of us!

Some days later I met again Nex, this time as a Shadowdancer. I've made my studies in the hall of records. I let modify my armor with a tailor and used some dies too. I hired an enchanter too, to make me my new twin blades imbued with power of enchantments. So, we were ready to visit the plane of ice. It's a very dangerous place, with salamander warriors whoes are extremely territorial, lead by a chieftain of horror. This time I've helped a lot in the battles, my increasing ability was a great help. Even Nex, who is realy hard to impress told some extremely nice words about me.

I begin feel this place as my home, I have freinds and contacts now, I'm honored that I grounded here and not on the bottom of the Moonsea.

Almost forget mention Roy the little one with pointy hat, a yellow one, so sweat! He will help me with enchantments.

[*Zahir]

In the recent days I've lived my worst hours.

I was venturing into the Harmonium barrack. You know, best know the place where you could stack if some hardhead lock you down. So I decided look around as "free" woman.
So did I. When I was in there, I heard some conversation, a small group of adventurer talked in a room locked.
I've tried to eavesdrop them, but they were finishing and almost caught me. I hurried away, and then followed 'em, my curiousity had let me leave it without any tracking.
There was Signor Hildmore too among them, so I became more curious!
One of them carried a bag, a very interesting, tightly closed down bag. They were heading to Mercuria, the plane, I'm not sure the name. I followed 'em, I didn't guess what is comming.

They catched me, or I show myself, dunno realy. A lot of adventurer, the tough kind. But then somethin' went very...very-very wrong. It was a nightmare! Somehow the bag opened partly, and some strange myth, darkness came out from it...then...my head! I can't write it down how terrible it was. I've managed to safe my consciousness for a short period, I saw as my hands moves for the twinblades, after that I've only seen mommentums, very short ones, as I jumped up, then became one with my shadow in the penumbra, and then.....then as hit those poor paladin like man. Then, well, after that came the unbelievable torture of a swing and thrust from behind, I couldn't have realise who hit me, I fell...I'm not sure what happened, but I know, that the wounds weren't near enough compared by the headache I had got before.

I want forget it....forget but learn from it. My curiousity almost brought me below the ground, I could have a nice flower above my roten head...

I must learn the ways of the shadows, know better, use better, survive to stay free!

[*Zahir]

Where to begin, hard to decide...

Some weaks gone and my skills begins improve. Good enough I guess, but I'm still lonely, and have no one to compare them. I've seen lot of planar traveller, with same skills, but non of them were like me.

My mentor, Signor H. (won't write names, who know what will happen with that journal if I'll past away...) keeps me well informed, but He is busy most of the time.

I met again with Y. We've been at Khaz place, and had some time to chat, I don't know her yet, but we fought together, with a large group of planar traveler, adventurer in baator before. It's an ugly place, swampy and the inhabitants are, so called, unfreindly too. I wonder why... They are just so anyway. With this large group, we managed to find the "Source", deep in a cave. He was huge, winged, pitfeind, fearsome, but we were overpowering him.
Never tought, that a group of strangers can work together so good when need arises. I have no doubts, some of us has done it just for fun, some for the treasure. I was there by curiosity and against loneliness.

I'm now an agent, a performer, a ghost for my enemies, but not known too for my freind, and it hurts me a bit. As my new uniform, I wear all the time that white mask. I've reed about this uniform, when I visited the halls of records. Shadowdancers seems so mystical and far from me yet. I hope with time I gain more lore about my way, our ways. Other hand I like this kind of appearence, let me hide my feelings and makes easier to hide my motives too. There've been many, who asked why I wear such mask...I told, to the Orc yesterday, that I'm a performer. Indeed I am! A dancer...and my hands becomes agile, nimble enough for lot of tricks. I had anyway a pleasent conversation with the orc (who uses cats as drummer...what a meany!)

I must admit, that Sigil has a lot of good craftsman, enchanter. I met the second drow, who wields those instruments very well. She took the price too, a whole treasure chest, coins, sapphires...rubbies from me as payment, but made me my new weapons. I have had the chance to give 'em a try, and those new ones works great, they are deadly. It has took some time to learn wield them, but I've managed.

Things begins become better around me, but I'm still lonely, I hope somewhen will find a real master of the shadows, a dancer like me! I should figure out what's this about, the whole picture...are there organisation for us? are there maybe a religion? What culture we have, have we? I use the powers, but know pretty few about the lore behind it...At least I have a goal.

[*Zahir]

It is perfectly done!

My first serious work was done yesterday.
I've been at Khaz place as usual, and was talking about the multiverse and everything like, philosophical bullshit with a red robed wizard and a black robed dunno what, they were arguing about the multiverse, when I realised, that a hardhead agent was watchin' us. I grabed the occasion and begin play the drunken. I've built up my performance from light sips to the very illuminated, drunken girl. I made some mess and the hardhead girl can't stand to rise her words against the mess. She wanted escort me to the inn, she grabed me well... I must admit she has been kind and polite with me.

When she has escorted me, I managed to use my skills and inspect her belongings very well, she wears very serious equipment, hardly enchanted, but her notebook was far more interesting for me, and for "our cause".
I managed to collect very precious informations about her, her rank, and files which she works on. I want not write here details, but I will do my report and maybe...I can gain at last some respect around.
It's a great success for me!
I'm sure, she didn't realise my activity.
Meanwhile the act, my heart beated like a wardrum, my wits, my moves were precise, my performance was flawless...Maybe I'm better agent then pirate was.

I'm so excited, I hope my report will make Signor H and the others at least as half excited as myself.

[*Zahir]

I didn't write since my last work, but not much to write anyway.

Still, I've made a new job for Signor H, I followed Chari and the Harmonium guards to the barracks where I eavesdroped Her with a certain factol.
I won't write here any information about that case, althrough it was a mediocre success.
For the information I've collected, the Signor payed very well. He also gave me some advices. I guess I will do, what He suggested, I thought anyway the same way.

About my ancestors, I've found many new clues. I feel, that I'm not so far from truth now. I meditated a lot about the means of dark and light, and I revealed some truth about the true phylosophy of my skills too.
I also learned, that those certain guild won't let me in their ranks, cause my nature and behavior, but I don't mind, realy not! I'm now a freelancer information broker, and I do it well.
Still, I will continue my researches about the phylosophy and culture of the shadows.
Signor H, as always, helps me a lot.

I must mention Signor D, they, with Signor H have rafted closer to eachother, I would tell, that they are almost freinds. But still, I must hold the distance with D. because my work first place.

My plan is simply for the next weeks, I must train and improve, and I should find a place where I can meditate, a place with absolut darkness. It's not even so simple.

[*Zahir]

At last I managed to speak with the famous bookseller.
I must admit He has some lore. I payed for his service, but for those jinks, He served me well.
I've been a bit uncertain about ask those very questions, cause I know, the discreation about my gift is very important to stay alive and survive in the cage.
Signor H. adviced to make a try, and I guess, He knows well in who can I trust. However the sage has understood my point, and escort me to the Hall of records, where we can have had the propriate atmosphere to talk about those things.
At all, I'm happy about the decision, the bookseller told me a lot about my skills, even added some wisdom about phylosophy.
Still I have had the feeling, that somethin' missing from the whole picture. My very essence feels like...Maybe the tome I acquired will help.

I had a dream, a vision yesterday. In my dream, I saw a plane, there were dark, all around, except a candle in the middle of nothing. I've tried reach it, but I can't, every time I was getting near of it I felt hurt me something, burns from inside. I've been so alone, I've been lonely. At last the candle went out, and the darkness sourended me as a cloak. First I've been freightened, then I've tried to collect my thoughts and meditated. When I opened my eyes again, I see everything clearly, still were dark, but in the dark there was a whole new vision of the multiverse. I guess I was on the otherside of the great mirror. I've seen eleven shadowbeing around me.
Then I awake....

I'm puzzled about that all, althrough I hope, I will see that once again!

[*Zahir]

I feel the tension as raising in Sigil.

I can't stay still, Mercykillers feels, that they have right slaughter everyone who makes words against them, and their precious illusion, "justice".
I'm not an anarchist, but still, somewhere deep I can understand their feelings, even if they are misleaded a bit.
I've decided to take some very discrete action to know about events, at least. I used my ability, and made some minor net of information around the city. I was very cautious to not show myself, and I asked "Him" to represent me. They will tell me about events probably. A bit more then nothin'.

A war is like a coin let stand on his edge. There are pros and contras, nothin' is black and white.

I would like know what Signor H. thinks about the upcomming events, but I can't ask him yet, I have the feeling, that He have some other problems, very serious. It would be too risky show myself with him now.

We'll see...I didn't plan any other action, but I must think about unfortunate events too...What would I do if I would witness an anarchist kid getting slaughtered...?! I couldn't interact, that's sure, as I wouldn't, but still...Mercykillers begins upset me, they are too arrogant in their way.

[*Zahir]

The Priscilla CASE
(Three weeks before the Owen work)

I need a disguise for my next mission.
I've already found my target.

Girl, 23 year old, human, works maid of different, small houses.
Not known, not famous, average worker.
No family, except a long ago missed plane walker brother.


First I must separate her from her normal life.
Taken move: Stealing all goods and wealth of the girl before paying her landlord.
Consequence: Lost home, lost work...

Second in bleaker disguise as an old social aide provide help to her, a new home arranged in the hive and enough jinks to survive but not enough to return the original existence.

Third, after a weak observation of the target behavior, stealing all element of personal ID.
Without proper ID, which belongs to me from now on, she can't move officially as one of the hiver haven't proper weight in system to return.

To be honest I feel bad, but it's necessary to do the work, for a greater "good".
At least she won't die, I hope she won't.
Depends on the contractor. I will fight for her life, even if lost her former life 'cause my work.

Maybe after years I can help her get out from that shit.
Although I must have report her location and the risk factor of the mission,
BUT ONLY after my extraction from the disguise.
I will try convince him, to let the girl alive...