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| Topic Started: Nov 2 2009, 11:11 AM (20 Views) | |
| Briley. | Nov 2 2009, 11:11 AM Post #1 |
Here, kitty kitty.
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This is Azzy's journal. For the most part, she dislikes journal-keeping, finding it tedious, but it does help her on jobs where she is alone, which is most of them. Gives her someone to talk to during those dark hours of the night where everything is quiet. The outer cover is of worn black leather, with cracks and marks from carrying it everywhere. The entries aren't all chronological aside from the entries of her first job (she didn't want anyone stalking her last whereabouts should they find it) and a code for page numbers determines to her the date, time, and location of the events. Basically, there are scribbles. |
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| Briley. | Nov 4 2009, 02:35 AM Post #2 |
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Here, kitty kitty.
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Hello, book. Today marks the beginning of my path as an assassin, like my parents before me, and their parents before them, the desire of our race: to kill, and earn from it. Honestly I'm very nervous. Unlike my brethren I haven't yet found my desire to kill, though i keep up a good face. My insides are tumbling over in anticipation of what's to come as I ride to the home of my employer. My father's horse has a steady pace as he trots along, leaving my handwriting rather nice as you can tell. I am told that I will gain something after my first kill, and for that I am excited. I am being rewarded for something simple. We are arriving at the house. I shall return to you when I have learned of my employment. |
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