Today was a tough day. Having to tell my surviving daughter, Brelynn that her sister was killed was not easy. Oh how I wish my Pandora was here to properly console her, I feel unequipped. It was a devastating blow. From the note left with …. well… *tries to hold back tears* … its clear that they want to have possession of Those Who Must Be Kept, but for what purpose. Caring for them has been our family’s dynasty; our most vigilant charge. The word “return” was thrown out there. Could it be that these bastards that hold my beloved and killed my daughter are the ancients that kept them before me? Perhaps.
Guild Storylines
Torn Notes from a Journal
Reports surfaced today that part of the journal notes may have been found. Only that when found, they were immediately taken. Isonu was not able to hold off these two assailants and they got away with whatever was found. Isonu tells me this occurred by the Fan Dancers in Tokonu. I have left word with Cherry Spy to command her Beast Legion and search for anything out of the ordinary in Fan Dancers and she is to report directly to Isonu; he’s in charge.
– M
A Gruesome Delivery
Marius and Memphisto sat discussing the business at hand. That business is finding Pandora while keeping Those Who Must Be Kept safe from falling into the wrong hands. As such Marius and the ancients of his coven have put a plan in action to move the King and Queen to Sosaria, where none can follow. The portals between the two worlds — Earth and Sosaria — have only ever been discovered by the most powerful of mages in Sosaria. Earthlings do not posses such powers, at least none that we know of.
Strangers in the Dawn
Strangers, ancients… they’ve come to take them, my love. As I write this, they are burning Lola and her children from their coffins in the break of the dawn’s light. The twins were sent away, fleeing for their safety. No one must know what they are. I tried to fend them off from the Pallisades palace, but to no avail. My injuries are far too grave, ground I would need, but no time is left. I have no other recourse, I am turning myself over. I let them take me now to buy us some time; take me to fight another day. They desire our relinquishment of our Queen and her King. How they know we are their keepers, I do not know. These ancients were powerful, as powerful as you and I. They had slaves, half-breed slaves that did their bidding. Never have I seen that many half-breeds, especially in this world.