Personal Log Entry 07: Sigh... Dear Tammy. Where do I begin. The last 3 weeks have been a sea of nightmares and emotions for me. To get my mind off of everyones quest to get me a date, I have thrown myself into full concentration on the Lodestone Nethicite project so we can have a fighting chance against magic wielding opponents. So far I have made a near duplicate of the Lodestone Magecite from home, but, I don't have any ashes from my old body so I was forced to make a few new modifications to the formula. The magecite works a little too well. It drains magic. Even my soul energy is not safe. The prototype is too powerful and erratic to use outside of the lab. Maybe I can tweak the magecite material and somehow change the lodestone to something more repelling.
I woke the next couple of mornings with a headache from this project and decided to go the Shaved Kurrii for a little rest break from work. Rest though, would not wait for me. It left its body guard Distress at the bar. I ran into a slaver that had an oh so lovely attitude. She decided to pull Nadine's hair to get her to gasp in pain just to prove to me that no one can tell her what to do. Funny, I wasn't telling her to do anything, just asking her to treat Nadine nicely. Needless to say, Tammy, in the brief display of power, I saw Spiritor in my mind. His red eyes glaring at me and he's drink that I spilt when my paw caught the edge of the carpet. I still feel his whip on my back, and the look of hate when I turned the whip to dust in his paws. That was the day I was silenced for a year. I still brush my fingers over my throat where his serrated basalt knife sliced fur, flesh, and vocal chords. I came back to the present and tried to restrain my fear and hate. I walked back to the bar and found Distress there just laughing. It wasn't finished with me for the night. The slaver just sounded so airy when she said "It was just an accident" in such a flippant way. My eyes sparked, and she was lucky. It was just the brandy bottle that blew up and not her hand that pulled Nadine's hair.
Distress' shift and fun with me was just about over, so it decided to introduce me to a new friend, Grief. Grief was escorted by another Lupinossi. I was shocked when I saw him walk in and immediately hound me mercilessly. He saw my branding and immediately thought mage trash. I was not in the mood for it and we had a brawl in the Shaved Kurrii. It didn't last long. He tried to pull soul guns on me, but I just happen to have that magecite on me. It fried his guns. I then went as far as to take my hate at the slaver out on him. Last time I saw him that night, his muzzle was swollen and he limped. I had his guns in my paws as well.
The next night I met Arak, an anthro gryphon mage knight. He took a liking to me right away. I was blushing from his comments. We even went out on a hunt that night and had fun. I keep mentioning "had fun". Every time fun happens, something nasty waits for me in the dark. I returned to my experiment and still got no where. The magecite was hopelessly erratic. Then I saw my old notes and noticed I didn't add any of my blood to the equation. I remedied this problem, but I couldn't remember how your syringes looked, Tammy. Five bloody stabs later I had plenty of blood, but now my right arm hurt, and my head was getting dizzy. I stored the blood in some glass vials that Hex had and walked to the Shaved Kurrii for some fresh air. Suede the medic was there, and was not happy to see me dizzy and the rag around my arm soaked in blood. Again I get scolded not to work too hard and to see her for more blood letting.
My mood is as low as I can get at this point. My experiment is at a stalemate, I am lonely, and thoughts of that other Lupinossi came to my mind. How did he get here? Lupinoss had a tight magical shield. He shouldn't be here. I sipped my cold apple juice that seemed to magically appeared by my paw, though I know Nadine was lurking near me somewhere. A shadow fell across the table. I looked up and saw him again. One red eye looking down at me, slightly unfocused. His head battered, the left eye gone with a crude patch over it. He coughed blood. I swear by Canis I didn't lose that much control on him.
I patched him up as much as possible but the injuries were too much for my skill. At least he stopped coughing blood on the table. Most of the other patrons left the Shaved Kurrii, not wanting to be around a dying "It". He thanked me for the healing in an odd scottish/irish accent. Who goes around calling people lassie and laddie any more? Seeing the tavern empty, he decides to answer my previous questions my mind was gnawing on. I learned to hate him and me to the fullest that night.
I woke in the dimmed and darkened lab on the compound the next day. I don't remember how long I cried, or when I finally passed out from grief. The his voice popped back into my head.
Stranger: You don't remember me do you lassie?
Should I know You?
Stranger: You should. I am Street of Den Wolf. Last general and beta elder of the now deceased Wolf Den. Your alchemy and experiments 40 years back doomed us all lassie.
Impossible, I have only been gone for 2 months from Lupinoss. How could 40 years have gone by?
Street Wolf: Lassie, realm hopping speeds up time in Lupinoss. I am now 80 years old. My homeland is now taken over by Spiritor, your own Den, and most of my blood, kin, and friends are dead because of you. Your transmutation liquid gave Spiritor the weapon he needed. He mad Soul Knights. Nasty blokes. They are souls bound to armor and walk like the living. The feel nothing. Fear nothing. Stop at Nothing.
That can't be. Fleet Wolf and his fang troops were on there way to stop the mages and bring the war to a close. You can't possibly mean that they were wiped out. They are the best.
Street Wolf: They were the best lassie. Best against the living, but not against the unfeeling Soul Knights. The war has been going on for 20 years. We finally got beaten when the Order of the Soul swept our land. They were 4,000 strong. I was captured, so was Fleet. I was tied up in the capital square of Wolf City, whipped, beaten and made fun of for being a Wolf. Then they drug Fleet out and tortured him for the crowds amusement. The finally killed him when he couldn't scream anymore. The forced transmutation liquid down his throat. I can't mention anymore as the sight is still pain full in my mind. And then, for an encore, my mate and my daughter were trussed up, raped in front of me, and the slaughtered the same was as Fleet. They thought the were giving me pity by removing my left eye that kept staring at their bodies. When I threatened undying revenge, they removed my manhood, opened a realm gate, beat me senselessly, and I am now here exiled. All because of your transmutation fluid lassie.
I couldn't take the echo of those words in my head. I walked out of the dark lab and into the Shaved Kurrii. That was my first night to try Ever Clear. It didn't make things better, just made me sick. I looked like death warmed over and took to staying in the lab away from people for a week.