Diary of a rogue prince - Rune

[Rune Veliospirus Ravencroft]

(OCC: this happens after all threads he's currently in [one of those days/true nature], he maintains his old appearence in those)

Well, another day, and in this case another ration of hell from grandma. The one problem with being related to a fallen angel, she really is terrifying when shes mad. But I suppose I can't blame her. I hardly recognize myself in the mirror too. But it's my fault for underestimating someone that was my grandmothers protoge during that whole "I hate everyone and want to bring ruin" phase she had before she met grandpa. Of course, I didn't expect the change to be so drastic, I didn't think I went that far past my limit.

I saw my sister those couple times, and even with the over use ....that man... hell, I dont know what I want to call him anymore. I refuse to call him uncle, and as hilarious as Hild thinks it is he chose to take on the name dinkleberg, it only fills me with rage. But regardless, the change in her hair and eyes fas gradual, it changed of the course of a few years. I only went past my limit for perhaps a couple minutes, and besides now being permanently spiked in spots now, it's just as white or possibly whiter then my grandmothers, and my eyes are a far paler green then they once were. Too bad my eyes are still so sensitive to light I need sunglasses almost all the time. Well, at least I didn't get shorter, and well, I suppose a few days of actual sleep was good. Just wish Raina had been more discreet to grandma on the whole "Somethings up with Rune, he looks different." part. Course, he wasn't sure if he liked grandma Hild's constant lectures more, or Raina making as much fun of the new look as possible. Then again the fact that KASUMI of all people is making a joke out it is probably worse. It was also probably a good thing Saki had made some friends while stuck on Traverse Town and didn't plan on being back, I just know when she finds out, she's going to want to run a thousand tests to find out why my hair and all changed. Besides the explination of, "I used a magic ability longer then I'm supposed to, and tapped into the energy that actually keeps me alive" one.

Then again, it seemed more like grandma was more angry that I fought her instead of getting away when I had the chance. I vaguely remember her saying something along the lines of "Why the hell did you have to fight one of my demons, you have so many of your own to deal with." It's weird sometimes how she can be so soft, and then she's screaming at someone. And judging by the fact I just heard an explosion, some sort of roar, and my grandmother scream something about Cysero and his experiments, now might be a good time to stop writing. Other then getting some of my aggression out on whatever monstrosity he's accidentally created this time, maybe she'll be too busy screaming at him to give me time to be some place other than my room, without her down my neck telling me why what I did was stupid.

I bought my friends the time they needed to get out, and I managed to stay alive, I'm pretty sure somewhere in there I did something right, I just hope I don't run into that Luna character for a while. I'd much rather run into my sister, wherever she is out there amongst the worlds.

[Rune Veliospirus Ravencroft]

94th year of the second age, 2nd full moon of the harvest, night before "spirits night"
(in terms most people would understand, October 30th, night before Halloween, 94th year of what was considered the second age of men. about 3 years before his home world is destroyed, 8 before current time)

Well, it seems that grandma Hild was right when she said I should pay more attention. Admittedly, I suppose trying to forget everything that made me think of Mialee after her death was far from a good idea. Than again, as much as this world hold's such painful memories, I always decide to come back. But as imperfect as it is, it is still home, and I still want to change it. While I still have not been able to deal with the plague that is my uncle, I have at least been able to help in some of the free lands far from his reach. Sure, stealing is against the law, but the rich, powerful and corrupt, both here and in the realm of two swords, perhaps on all the worlds, they take what ever they want. If someone's causing a problem for them, they just make them "disappear". Well, I have a new plan, besides going after some useful stuff and simply stealing from the rich. No, I"m gonna steal what these.. MEN if the term can even apply to some of this scum, back, and while I"m at it if the whole system isn't corrupt, I"m going to make sure they get arrested as a bonus. I want to provide the people that can't help them selves with some leverage to have a good life like anyone else. No one should have to live the way I usually have to. Stealing, not knowing when your next meal is, the next time you'll have a roof over your head. That this so called royalty, these so called kings and lords allow their people to suffer so... it's just wrong. If none else will change it, I will.

Though as said earlier... I really should have listened to her when she said to pay more attention and be careful. I think though maybe she knew more about the girl Lupa, she simply didn't TELL me what she knew. Then again, that's always typical of her, she wasn't lying when she said she wasn't always going to save my sorry ass as she put it. When I met her a few days ago, I noticed that for a lycvair (the term for a person that has a wolf/hybrid apperance, but is not a lycanthorpe/werewolf) that lived amongst people she was unusually feral seeming. But a nice enough and well.. attractive girl.

On that note I probably shouldn't have rushed into such an intimate relationship with out learning everything about her. Namely that she had been afflicted with vamperism. While her bite actually hadn't been enough to actually turn me, it as well as her own lycvair blood had an interesting reaction with the same latent traits in my own blood. and by interesting, I mean incredibly annoying and frustrating. Sure, the fangs make me a little more intimidating, but I could deal without the desire to drink blood. As for the wolf ears and tail, I'll admit that more girls finding me cute is nice.. but the part where I'm crushed by them and treated like some puppy dog... its incredibly embarrassing. Thankfully after an annoying long amount of time petting and cuddling me like her own pet wolf, grandma Hild developed a potion to suppress the changes and all until I learn to control it all myself, if that's even possible. Well, I suppose for Spirit's night this year I won't need a mask if I simply don't take the potion. Though, if I see Mialee, it will mean a whole lot of explaining if she hasn't simply been watching me like it feels like she has.

Who knows, maybe if I can get some level of control over it it'll be a good alternative to that cursed power I inherited.

[Rune Veliospirus Ravencroft]

94th year of the second age, first new moon of the rain.
(roughly the end of March, beginning of April)

Well, for the first time in a few days I can actually hold an instrument for writing. Granted, I could have done the easier thing I always do sooner of simply using a pen that writes what I say, but than again after what happened... well, I don't know exactly how many days ago, I haven't really had the will to write about it till now.

It was no less than 10 days ago the group I had been asked to work with made way to a library to do research on the rather strange finding we made. At this time, that's all I can say on that matter in case this falls into the wrong hands. However, like any good "thief" as a couple of them oh so love to call me, I was more than aware like many others that there were far more than books in library, namely in an underground area that was hidden and sealed. In one of the books we actually found the map to it, how to get in, everything we needed to know.. well, mostly.

We made are way in, seeing as for someone of my.. expertise, getting in was fairly easy. Though, other than the big ass blade that just happened to be hinged on the roof, some of the other things we saw on the way, blood, shattered glass, scorch marks, something didn't seem right about the whole thing. Not to mention I ..recognized Mialee's handy work. Though, the promise of finding things to solve several problems led the part of the group that wasn't caring for what we found to simply keep going. It was obvious when we got to the room there had been more, but it had been cleared out. Except for a chest in the middle. Maybe I was blinded by greed for a change, or.. maybe I had seen it first but didn't want to acknowledge that Mialee's body was slumped against where the chest stood.

Either way, I suppose my reaction to the half elf's comment of "Stupid girl must have gotten greedy" must have made apparent I knew her well, surprised I didn't break my hand on that hard head of his.Than again, I think that guy is seriously disturbed just cause I slept with the wizard and his sister, and thinks I'll sleep with anything. I simply went to take the two things she had entrusted to me should this situation ever arise, her armor.. to which she still had clothes on underneath, and a pendant she wore. So naturally, the half elf felt I was going to take the time to rape her corpse right in front of them. I swear to the gods the next time he says something stupid that pisses off the town guard, I"m going to let them fire at him with something like 100 arrows. And rid the group of his stupidity. But I digress.

Once I at least accomplished that much, touching the pendant I got to see what she saw. She had been told to open the chest. HE saw what had happened, explaining why there were signs of being exposed to fire but not actually burned. She had been set up, an dhad been left to die.. just so they didn't have to pay her. And so they'd have no one other than themselves know about what they did. I don't care about the groups task right now. I know Mialee's sister lives in town, I'm going to return the armor to her, and see if she has any leads on who these people are. Because I will not let this act pass so easily, They belong in the devils and dark gods realm to suffer for all eternity.

But seeing that allowed me to stop that hard headed half elf from getting us all killed like her. Perhaps our wizard companion could put out the un-burning flame, but I wasn't going to take a chance on that. Being engulfed in a flame that does no real physical damage save for a little singing, but it slowly suffocated you like a real fire, and you felt the full pain as if you really were. That is no way to die, especially not for someone like Mialee. She didn't deserve this, not one bit. She was nothing like me, Sure, she was a little more about thrill seeking than survival at times, but still, she was far too nice besides to die like this.

Either way, I managed to get past the trap for opening the box, but that idiot got hasty and grabbed the book that was on top before I could check for more. And of course like I suspected, there was a really sensitive pressure trap. you could put all the weight you wanted on it, but first thing even the tiniest of things was taken for it, it'd go off. They aren't terribly hard to disarm if you have the time. But instead, we have to have the half orc grab the chest, and I don't know how I managed to get Mialee's body out, but thankfully, they realized something wasn't right after that room collapsed. A floor tile that was depressed was now sitting up level with the others, I couldn't quite get it to stay in position, this trap was unusually well made, so it was clear that what ever in that chest was important. I at least got it so we could get a couple people over before the jet of flames would come out. At the time, I was hoping we could simply just leave Mialee's body there till we could come back and safely retrieve it. The only good thing about that cursed spell, it preserved it's victims. Next came the hallway with the marks from something scorching it, but it wasn't fire, it was too uneven for that. Glad I hesitated on putting my hand out cause it was actually on a time delay, a blast of lightnig went from one wall to the other. Even as fast as I am, not quite enough time to get past it, but I did manage to get myself low enough that it went over me without clipping me, course, I should be so lucky that day. I cam e around the corner and found out the reason for the broken glass. There was a sound right before my spy glass.. and the several ceramic containers filled with a liquid that ignites when exposed to air, shattered. That pain is a pain I never, ever want to feel again, I managed to get it out, but well, there's a reason I"m still more or less stuck in this bed wrapped up like a mummy except for my face. Though, I felt something strange before it went out, I mean, I know I rolled to put it out and all, but something told me to stop at a certain point as in not roll farther, and this liquid.. it shouldn't have gone out so easily.

Anyway, the one person good at healing was watching"it" so that left only the wizard with that wand she bought. Judging by the yelp she caught a piece of the lightning bolt, but managed to get past. Problem is she tried throwing the items, and however this spell was done, they still shattered. Which left me extra crispy and in excruciating pain. I knew the spinning blade trap had reset since the blades were gone, and so they sent the half orc back to get Mialee's body to test it. Least till I put a blade to his throat and said if he listened to the half elf on this one I'd kill them both. The wizard found some marbles on her persons to test after my first try at idisarming it, which while I may like a challenge, it is very hard to concentrate when just existing is painful, hell, even the lightest breezes down there caused tremendous pain.

Course, being as between the pain and the half elf up my ass about it being done, I didn't quite get it the first try and they started spinning when the marbles went across. So, I decided to take a page out of Mialee's book for a change. I just jammed a piece of metal in the gears and broke them. Crude, but it worked, though than came the one trap I couldn't disable. a seemingly bottomless pit. At that point I made it clear the half orc was carrying her out, since he had more tan enough strength to get across with her over his shoulder, even as dead weight she was lighter than me. Though, given my condition, we had a dilemma. On the one hand, moving was painful and all, on the other, there was another trap ahead that needed to be disarmed. Though, seeing as the half orc and half elf were all for leaving me behind since I was as good as dead.. well, I wasn't about to trust those two as far as I could throw them. So I once again did something I shouldn't, and managed to make the jump across the gap. Which shut the elf up. Disabling the big swinging blade that eery friggin person seems to use was easy enough, though, why the half orc insisted on ripping it off and keeping it as a trophy is beyond me. I remember the half orc begrudgingly carrying Mialee to the inn ad walking the entire way their. And about the time the druid asked if I was ok and what happened, I think I said something before I passed out.

Though, I had some strange dreams after it happened, the first was a raven haired girl with wings, I don't remember what she said or the discussion, but I know we spoke for a while, and well, she kinda freaked me out. Though, I woke up for about 5 minutes which interrupted it, and when I passed out again and saw her, she had taken on an appearance more like Mialee, I knew the pendant had something in it that protected her, and he had seen a similar black haired girl seem to shield her from certain things. The most I remember from all of this was that she said her name was Toa. She said something about Mialee, but I don't remember what, the whole thing is rather fuzzy. When I woke up for the first actual time, my grandmother was bedside, and of course yelled at me for being reckless in pushing myself to ignore the pain. Unfortunately, while she got all teary and happy.. she hugged me.. very tightly. Needless to say several patrons came to the room from the screaming. Even with her powerful magic, it still took a few days to heal me to this point since her powers in this realm were so far limited. and her grandson having been burned to a crisp was not enough off a reason to remove any restraints on it apparently. And people wonder why when the fact the gods exist is common knowledge, and that I above all know of their existence given who my grandmother is, follow no such religion. It's all about what THEY want, how THEY think things should happen, what THEY deem is right and wrong, good and evil, just and unjust. With all their power, they do nothing to help anyone but themselves. Why so many revere and worship them is beyond me, but I guess that's what helps them sleep at night. They can say all they want that I"ll be punished by whatever god they prefer to worship for not following a religion. Well, you know what, if they really are that petty, than they can feel free to, I won't bow to them, I won't beg forgiveness, they will just be a new challenge to overcome.

Either way, I told my grandmother about the dreams I had from the point I passed out and she seemed a little surprised at first. Especially since they more or less started with me putting on that pendant. She told me my sister had had similar dreams before her guardian started to appear to protect her and all. But apparently, it started much younger for her, so why now? Maybe that book will have some answers on that too. Once I get the chest open again, since the lightning fused it shut and despite what the half elf thinks, explosives is not the answer to getting it back open. Maybe with my grandmother here and a little less busy, she can open it while I recover and actually read it. I know a little draconic and a few other languages, not enough to read whats in there, apparently the book predates the first age of men, cant pin it exactly as to which set of ages before then it comes from though. Either way, hopefully whats in there is useful, and hopefully I can find out what exactly was in that room that they left Mialee to die over.

But till than, since I have enough strength to stand and write, I'll end it here. If Hild hasn't already chased him out with lightning, I have a certain half elf ranger to punch in the mouth for suggesting they defile a dead persons body, let alone Mialee's and that of a woman, and for suggesting they simply leave me to die when I saved his sorry ass.. oh hell I've lost count of how many times.