I'm not that much of a writer, and as you can see by the dates, I wasn't that into writing a role. This is all pretty much first draft, without going over it again.

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Your role is:
Added Fri Feb 14 00:37:54 2003 at level 19:
I've lived my life quite undocumented until now, though
my memory serves me well. Having walked around Thera
searching for purpose and the root of things, whether
they be political, social, or even of Life itself, much
has been made known to me.

The Empire that Kalmah spoke of in the auditorium, the
renuion of Xandrya and her long-lost daughter Fiora,
and even the motivation of Gastaad, the grand Thief of
the Galadonian Thieves Guild.

I write of these things now.

I first heard the Empire mentioned by Xandrya, the
first Theran to speak to me when I happened upon the
Inn. Her soon-to-be husband Kalmah, at the time, was
not available to speak of it with me. In the near
future he held a meeting at the auditorium where he
explained in detail the purpose of the New Empire.
The idea of this kind of world and spreading of
civilization appealed to me, having realized that a
land in discord is not a land where knowledge
flourishes.

There will always be strife. To believe otherwise is
of a delusional mind. In fact, some knowledge cannot
exist without strife. The art of healing a wound
would never have been pursued if wounds were never
possible to be made. The Empire may serve my purpose
well. Having spoken with Kalmah, the potential
Emperor of such, I expressed my desire to create an
Imperial Library. The books on the walls there would
have scribed in them stories, tactics, and other such
knowledge to aid fellow Citizens. This grand idea was
well accepted by the future Emperor, and I do hope
to acquire this repository for my research.

A lot of knowledge will be shared there, freely... other
knowledge will be guarded, as some material is quite
sensitive and must be imparted to only the most
trustworthy of Therans.

I digress. The lost daughter Fiora that met with
Xandrya, Kalmah's wife, was supposedly with her previous
husband Felwyn, a Ranger, whom had wandered off with
their daughter one day for a hunt, and became separated.
The details are sketchy, and I have made note in my
small bound book to find out more when I can.

Gastaad strikes at Xandrya physically because he cannot
have her heart. He proclaimed his love for Xandrya on
their wedding night, asking for a private stroll in
the garden beforehand, or so she tells me.

I've spoken with many a warrior, and no matter how many
times I've held a sword, I still am quite inept at it.
I'll keep trying, though. The Knight Duzerkitz tried
to show me how to use a sword, but it's apparent that
one of my guild cannot. Why? Upon my research it was
determined that those of our guild do not wish blood
to be spilled, so the use of blunt weapons is the only
one sanctioned.

Added Fri Feb 14 00:38:18 2003 at level 19:
The other day in Lady Yanoreth's shrine I was speaking
with Jayashree, who has taught me some of the Felar
tongue incidently, and we decided to try a little
experiment. I removed my white gloves and black leather
sleeves and hesitantly thrust my hand into the fire.

Quickly, and out of reflex, I removed my hand from the
fire, only to find that this particular flame died in
the same great haste as the other I experimented on
elsewhere in Thera. It was my conclusion, then, that
although this fire seemed to burn hotter, brighter and
larger than the other, that the flame itself must not
have been enriched, but only that which was being burned.

Jayashree thought it to be odd... or at least I think she
did, but this was how I wished to find out.

Added Fri Feb 14 00:51:37 2003 at level 19:
I visited Jayashree once again and told her I was seeking
the Silver Mother. I believe she recognizes me from all
of my visits, since now she will sometimes faintly smile
as I walk in. Today is a good day, I've realized why
she introduced herself to me as Jayashree. Upon further
study of the Felar language, this name she is called is
merely a literal translation of her eye color!

Added Sun Feb 16 20:39:41 2003 at level 22:
I did much research when I was younger to decide which
of the Gods and Goddesses that graced the inhabitants
of Thera would suit me most appropriately. For the
many years of my life thus far the driving force in
my life has been that of Knowledge. In my studies
I found that Lady Yanoreth most suited my worship.

In speaking with those such as Merzofyauhn in passing
he scoffed at me for not knowing which I would
worship. I questioned him... how can you be born
knowing who to worship? This is something you must
research or you are doing yourself a great disservice.

As time progressed, and Lady Yanoreth never acknowledged
me, I continued on patiently. I am convinced that She
knew I was not destined for this path. She is a Goddess,
as I so skillfully pointed out to Lord Arvam, so therefore
she must have known that Knowledge was not for me. She
performed the greastest favor to me by not blessing me
under false hopes. With this realization I began to
assess my life thus far and noticed that everything I
have done has been out of Passion. Whether this be
passion for life, passion for knowledge, or even passion
for civilization, my actions speak with the same undertone.

I sought out Lord Arvam's place of worship to speak to Him
about this. After waiting in his mansion for nearly a
week, speaking with the cook mostly, Lord Arvam appeared
and spoke to me. He graciously granted me a limited
blessing and adviced me to continue on searching for
that which I was destined to find.

It has been nearly a month since then, and what He said
struck true. I was given a second chance by Lady Yanoreth
and with Lord Arvam as my guide I was given even more time
to confirm this.

I have joined the new Empire and have been branded by
Thornarcrull as the dark-priest that which will bless
the City and researcher of the Rituals. I have had the
faith of Kalmah as he has recognized my wisdom and
abilities. They have seen the passion in my blood and
taken grasp of that.

I am live for, with, and in Passion.

My life has and always will be my statement.

I pray to Lord Arvam.

Added Thu Apr 17 17:23:10 2003 at level 51:
Where do I start? From the beginning, I suppose.

I have no recollection of my early childhood, my roots, nor of my parents or
House. My earliest memory is that of waking up on Galadon's Trade Road, as I
later found out it was called, battered and beaten. As I lay there,
struggling to get to my feet I was healed by someone of the local guild.
This unselfish act has remained with me. A healer. Useful. I learned
under them for a short time, and then they were never to be seen again as
soon as I was of age to join the guild.

I did so and after I was accepted went to the Inn of the Eternal Star. It
was then that I met one that would come to be called a true friend. Her
name was Xandrya and she was a bard. It was the night of her wedding, to
the arial warrior Kalmah. And so, I stayed for the wedding and enjoyed the
festivities. Upon giving congratulations I asked Kalmah to speak to me of
the Empire, as I had heard him mention it prior to the vows. He said he
would speak to me at a later time, and he did.

Thus far I had read about the Empire and the Order it strove to bring... an
Order that never came because of the Chaos within itself. I learned all I
could from Kalmah and was enticed to see this new Empire rise. I spoke, and
still speak, of building a grand library within its halls, a library that
would be full of tomes as the Lyceum is, but more focused on tactics and
strategies, both offensive and defensive.

My life continued and still I hadn't received my Lady's blessing. I sought
the Lady Yanoreth, as my drive in life was Knowledge, and Her philosophies
were most compatible with my own. Day after day I prayed, and day after day
She did not respond, in any way. I did learn some of the Felar language from

Jayashree in Her shrine, in fact.

Why was she not replying? Was I not worthy? I had to know, as I did with so
many things in my life.And so, I began a quest to figure out why she would
not acknowledge me. In the end I realized it was because that my thirst for
knowledge was not indeed the driving force in my life, it was not the path I
was destined to walk. It was my Passion for knowledge that drove me. Upon
further examination, I realized this same passion was what drove me toward
the Empire and everything else in my life. Goals determined. Goals achieved.

Pleased, but never satisfied.

And so I determined that the Lady Yanoreth knew this was not my true calling,
and did not wish to mislead me.I evaluated myself and sought out the Lord
Arvam at my nineteenth rank within the guild. After waiting for nearly a
week within his Mansion, He spoke to me and granted me a limited blessing.
This blessing allowed me to channel prayer up until the twentieth rank
within my guild. He stated this would help me a bit and he would be
watching. I lived my life and by the forty-first rank had Lord Arvam's full
blessing. He was pleased with my progress and recognized the Passion that
burned within my soul.

After being blessed, I lived my life quite aggressively, on many occassions,
by many different people, being told that I had the heart of a Warrior.I
would not be satisfied in letting my prey get away while bleeding, I would
hunt them down with my stunning pugil and mighty kick.

About this time it was determined that Kalmah had betrayed his wife, Xandrya,
my friend. For the good of the Empire, I accepted this, and remained at
peace with him, and as a strong ally. We accomplished much together, him and
I. Some time passed and he had made various deals, and threats, using the
Empire's name. This was unacceptable and he was named Anathema. He was
hunted, and I was the one to cause his last death before his life was taken.

I met Aneriasha a short while before this, a death-marked drow, and involved
myself with her. She, actually, involved herself with me. I knew she was
with Gastaad, the Kingpin of the Galadonian Thieves, but she wanted truly to
be with me. She provided me with various information and force movements,
so that I could better prepare the Empire. And I did. Gastaad's hatred
for the Empire was well known, but we strategically placed ourselves... and
my old friend Moligant, and strong ally to the Empire, eventually became the
Kingpin, just recently, in fact. I aided in Gastaad's downfall, and was
glad when he finally died.

I moved to Udgaard, to be closer to Aneriasha, into a small home there.At
times she thought she would bring ill to me. Perhaps... she did, but, I
will address that later on. I am my own person, and no one controls me.
What I do, I do because I want to, and for the benefit of the Empire, Order
and Civilization themselves. The Imperial Lord of the Divine met with me
much in the upcoming future, and things went well. Went well, for I am
recently informed that He has no Use for me, supposedly. I know not His
reasons. I am a strong and competent leader, have brought forth many
victories, and offerings, to Him and the Empire... I've aided in establishing
Us as a presence within this land, and even negotiated a peace, that the dark
lords expressed they wished, with the Village, that Thornarcrull attempted
and failed at.

Perhaps he thought me too strong willed, and that I would not bend. I'm not
certain how he would get that impression, considering anything he advised me
to do I viewed as for the Empire, and Him, and it was done... above and
beyond the request. Perhaps my unwavering Will, and dedication, was
something that He thought may eventually overcome me, and I would use the
Empire in an unfavorable way. Well, I know not. I will seek Him and attempt
to find out.

I was forced onto the path of Balance in recent times, and unable to channel
any of my prayers. Why? Well, perhaps... a long time ago, Saz'udyn, the
Mistress that death-marked Aneriasha, I am told, demanded I betray Aneriasha,
and make her my pet. I told the Mistress that Aneriasha was already my pet
and did whatever it was that I wished. It was apparent I was above her in
our House, as we call it. And so, she could not offer me anything, seeing
as I already had that which she wanted me to do. I told her that I would
not betray Aneriasha. Perhaps an elven month later, and just recently, I
forced onto this path of Balance and away from the Dark... getting distinct
Feelings from the gods that my heritage was slipping away. I am unsure if
she had something to do with it.

Sometime in between my moving to Udgaard, and this fate dealt from the gods,
I had eaten grapes from the Sirine Island... though I did not know they were
from there. I was at the Inn, for Ladies Night, and Jinrasa, a young thief,
planted these grapes on me. I thought perhaps someone had handed them to me
in the confusion, but realized when I thought about the scenario that it was
the thief indeed. I ate the grapes, and even though I had inspected them,
there was no indication of what then occured. I was turned into a female,
and eventually settled into this, embracing my femininity.

For this journal entry, that is all. I've done much in my life, much that is
the way of the Drow, and some that detracted from that... but all has been
done for my benefit. I associate myself with the Light, at times,... why?
My benefit. I aid others, sometimes it seems in times that do not benefit
me, but it all comes back... or they have helped me in the past.

I am Drow. Now more than ever, in this gentle nudge from the gods.

Oh. One last thing. Having lived in the Balance, I re-evaluated myself and
realized perhaps what the Gods disapproved of. Or, perhaps I was just used
and tossed away. Whatever the case may be, I researched and found a way to
force myself back into the darkness, using a small box that I went and found.

The Light believes it is supreme, it is not. Those of the Balance believe
they have an advantage in their neutrality.

In the end, as I have always believed...

Darkness Reigns

Added Mon Apr 21 23:08:15 2003 at level 51:
Betrayed by the dark gods, left unblessed, and vulnerable, I began
to wonder about my life, once again. I travelled to the Palace and
spent much time there, months, and months. I sat in the Throne and
claimed it as my own, something the dark gods had used much like a
carrot dangled in front of a donkey. By the grace of Vashka and
the influence of Sylvrin previously, I began to wonder about my
ultimate purpose.

What had I worked my whole life for? The dark gods used me and
tossed me aside. I had a taste of the Balance, and when I
returned to Darkness I felt powerful for a short time, but then
I felt incredibly weak, as if I had made a terrible mistake. Upon
analysis, and weeks of contemplation, I found my true calling to
be that of the Lord Shokai.

I know better than anyone the hardship of the dark path, and how
they treat their own. It is inhumane. For them to live is only
a means of spreading their disease, and they must be burned from
Thera. I have incredible resolve, and will fight against the
darkness until my last dying breath.

At first I thought of this path because of revenge, but after I
calmed down and evaluated it... there is so much more depth than
that. It is what I have been working for my entire life, it is
what I have been stepping toward... many people have seen it, I
just forced myself to not recognize it.

The darkness will feel my Strength and Passion, and together with
the brethren of the Fortress, they will be dealt a crippling blow.