Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

After completing my magical training, I fear I have became rather bored with training my arm and trust of my blade. I would much rather be using my mind more.. After sparring with Vierna I relized that the ultimate way in beating her would be to combine my magical energies with my blade..Using my blade asif it were my hand.. channeling my energies through it.

What a acomplishment that would be, I could strike fully with my blade.. but strike with the power of my mind and arm combined, rather than indiviually!

I tried to cast through my iron knife.. but was unsuccessful. The Iron would not carry the energy.. It mearly shattered in my hand, and the energy expelled into the air.

Again, I tried but with a longer weapon.. but this time it reacted more violently... it exploded.. throwing the energy back to me, and it could have kill me.. I do not think it is possible with Iron

We need Valorite.

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

After researching in the library.. I learned ot the substance the humans call "Blackrock" it is to enhance magical energies and power. Later talking to Faeryl, she confirmed that it does indeed come from the mountains, but it will be rather hard to aquire due to the elementals in the area.

Jhulae later found me a perfect blade to use... Though, after my recent failures, I will wait until we have the "Blackrock" to try again.. I fear with this larger blade... if the metal react badly, it may be fatal.

I hope, after finding the "Blackrock" we will be able to combine the Blackrock with the Valorite.. to create a blade that will hold magical energy well, and also increase it's power.

Now, all we need it the blackrock..

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

Mmmmh, Blackrock... finally got my blackrock. Thanks to some male I will be able to finish my blade. I'm not sure where he got it, but truely I don't care. He seemed rather worried I'd loose my mind through this stuff... Hah! Like a rock could bend a mind of a drow. He talked about how the mage who found it went insane... how insulting... assuming my mind power was as weak as a humans'. Pah.

By just looking at the rock, I could feel it's power rush through me... incredible! we're one step closer to finishing this prodject. Now to find a worthy blacksmith for this job.

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

Faeryl found a blacksmith for me.. He was human.. but he was also trustworthy, though it really wouldn't matter.. If we founda doubt in him, we would have just killed him. Lucky for him, we trusted him enough.

The process was amazing.. after the energies were released from the blackrock it attached to the closest and magical thing.. The heated blade. Wonderful! After cooling the blade.. we had to test it. It worked better then I could have dreamed! The blade held the energy, and I was even able to cast through it, throwing the spell as I swung the blade... great!

Though, with this success, I can't tell anyone other then Faeryl.. No one can be trusted. Not even Jhulae.. She fears Vierna and will bend. It is best for us all that I don't mention this again.

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

Such power in the palm of my hand... I can feel it constantly, when I am working with the blade and also when I have it packed away... even when it's locked away in my bank box.. I can't help thinking about it... I want to work with it.. discover more. I can feel it urging me to use it as if it's calling me.. "Use me" I hear.. Though, it must be just my mind playing tricks on me becuase I haven't slept.

I feel bad for lying to Jhulae.. but it must be.. I can not risk anything to be leaked to Vierna.. It would be the end of me and Faeryl.

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

Faeryl saved me just in time... The blade was becoming to powerful, I was loosing my grip on it, I could not control it. The voices came to me constantly snarling and booming "Use me" "Kill her" "Kill the bitch" "Kill them who want to stop us."

Thanke Lloth Faeryl was able to break me from the power of the blade... It was getting to strong. Though, even as it is locked away in the dungeon, I can hear it now even as far away as the yellow city. I am beginning to fear the blade has effected my mind more then I have once believed.

I need a way to control it... But how?

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*
Gnomes, of all creatures... Gnomes... from under the surface "deep gnomes" they are called. They have a secret. Faeryl tells me that the gnomes used some sort of magic to control the earth to fight for them. They are called "elementals." The gnomes enchant the rock to move.. and fight... having all control over the rocks. It must be the same for the Blackrock.

Faeryl thought we may be able to find an old tome written by the gnomes that may hold secrets of how they controlled these rocks.

What luck.. we did find a tome. But, the devilsh creatures I cannot understand their language. How am I too figure it out now? It makes me so angry that we work so hard for things... and they never work! Faeryl has hope that we can translate it.. but not I... things never work for me.

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Nessa

*A page from near the center of the withered notebook. The script is written in common Drow runic letters.*

What's happening to me? Faeryl is angry with me... I don't know why, I haven't done anything. She speaks like I have tried to strike her, even kill her! I haven't, I didn't even leave the room... I can't remember anything... she says she has been gone for months!! I only remeber a few days.... Something is wrong. I need help.

Now she is keeping me in a cell, she worries for my health, I have no idea what is going on... I'm afraid... what if I try and hurt her again? I should have never started this blackrock prodject... it is all my fault.

[OOC: sorry, this journal is a few weeks behind, but I'm catching up]

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Why would she even think that I would betray her? For how long we have been together, side-by-side she turns on me by a few words of Jyslin... I have always shown my trust in her, and she turns quickly on me... I was gone only a few days... a week at most and I come back, she treatens me to tell her the truth... even hits me.. I do not know what to do about it anymore, I am done trying, if she will turn on me after this long it is not worth the fight. Perhapps her sister is correct? Maybe she is crazy.

Now she's taken me to the temple of Lloth again.. but this time to make an oath... so we will be bound together as one forever.. The person to break the binding will be damned to a enterinty of suffering from the Divine Mother. Good, she will not dare doubt me again or she will face the mother...

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It dawned on me, the great power of souls... You can heal yourself with the power of a dead body.. what could be possible from the soul of a living creature? Such power can't be over looked, the power is endless..But how to collect it? How to use it?

I have learned from Les'tran that the will of the creature must be broken in order for the soul to seperate from the body. The creature must think death is near and unavoidable. With a strong will it is nearly impossible to extract an undamaged soul. Even the process of extracting the soul is very dangerous if done incorrectly, as Les'tran has said.

I have ordered Les'tran to retrieve the encantations needed for the extraction process... I fear I will not be able to do this alone, yet I do not want to bring Faeryl into harm's way. I shall attempt it myself but if I am unsucessful I shall call upon Faeryl. Together we will get what I need.

I do not know what would work better for my needs.. pure souls like those of angelic elves.. or perhapps a foul soul of a twisted slave waiting to meet Lloth. Only experimentation will tell.

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