OOC Note: Due to spoilers all names of characters will be avoided

*the inner thoughts of the man known as 'Beast'*

Today has been interesting. I have discovered a place unlike the gray I have been wandering. So many people within this place going here and there without much thought, making me wonder so much about my own propose. Do I have one? Did I have one? I don't remember. All I remember is a well, and that my name is 'Beast'.

Today I talked to lady as I was trying to find out what the people of this town were about, why they were going about as they did and where they were going and what their purpose was. I was not very successful at this. However I discovered a thing called a 'dream'. It is something with goals that someone and apparently everyone strives to obtain. So I found my dream, my first dream is to discover my past. What was it that made me remember a well and why is my name 'Beast'? My other dream is to live for others. I learned that because I have nothing to know and remember all I can do is trust. So I help everyone I can as much as I can without making myself the needy, so that I can gain trust. And maybe discover some of my own past.

Today my head hurt. That is not the right word for it, it was pounding away, throbbing again and again, and again again I find myself rubbing my forehead to sooth the pressure. It subsides but i have seemed to have my head throb every time I think of the past, trying to recall memories. It bothers me that it does not go away, but as the more I discover about myself the more pain the throbbing brings. After a long talk with someone who has gained my trust I have discovered several things. One is that the well I remember, I must have fallen down it and cause my head damage, making me forget everything before it. However, how did I survive the fall if I lost conscience? Maybe it has something to do with my name? It is a curious thing.

My friend i talked to earlier gave me some gold to find a weapon I was more suited to use. I have found the weapon and today was the first time I used it.

Fear has struck me with this weapon. I am lucky to have the comrade that I did to see after me when I used it. When I took hold of this weapon my eyes grew irritate and I felt as if I was in a dream. In this dream I took my weapon and slew my enemies before me without mercy and with no self regard nor of my own comrade. It ended when the last of the enemies laid slain at my feet, halls of them dead and my weapon smeared with their flesh at my feet. I didn't realized were I was for a moment and then it hit me, what I had witness was no dream, it was I who had actually done all those things that I thought was in a dream. I lost control, and now i think I know why my name is what it is:

The Beast.

I have found a confidante in a local here. This person has helped me through some of my toughest trials. This person even risked their life in order to see what it is that haunted me in battle. It was revealed as blood lust and I was told that I needed to learn to control this power, so that I may not harm myself or anyone else while in this 'frenzy'.

I've noticed after a few battles that my eyes feel dry and that I am slightly out of breathe. I fought the urge to fight when i grabbed my hilt in one of the battles and I noticed a few things about me in this 'frenzied state'. One: My eyes start to burn, as if a veal is lifted and that my eyes dry out, straining to see all that is in front of me. Two: My breathing quickens, to generate more energy I guess, causing me to feel almost fatigued after every fight. Three: My head stops throbbing, I suppose that when I am in this state my mind has gone back to the time before the well. Four: I gain martial understanding more than I normally comprehend and I am able to fight with great ease, weapon in hand. I am trying to control this state as i continue to be in more battles, despite my dislike of battle overall. It seems to be unavoidable.

I have remembered somethings recently but nothing about my past. I remember actually falling down the well now and certain items I seem to pass the paths of. Such as spells, potions and other such artifacts. Weapons seem to be a rather important thing I remember above all. I have discovered myself wanting a certain type of fighting gear which is in the style of 'dueling'. I am not sure what it means but I seem to be comfortable within thoughts of dueling. Perhaps one day I will be able to test my skills as such.

I discovered what the gray was called that I traveled in for so long after the Well. It is called the underdark. But I learn that there are many things in the underdark, most dangerous and vile yet I arrived after how many long months of traveling unscathed and non-haunted by any image of creatures. Was it that I was lucky? Was it that my 'frenzy' state took over? Or was it that the well was deeper and closer than I though to the city? I do not know but this is part of my dream:

To figure out what has happened to me in the past.

Finally, finally I found something of worth. Before all I had was hope, but now I have something that makes me hope even stronger than before. It is purpose. I have found new life and new power within me. It is from my confidante who has so willingly and graciously given me their time and strength to walk with me. This person has reason and purpose, with hope that their Lord and now mine will grant me both with the power and wisdom to understand my past and my current dreams. Today is a new day and I rejoice in it. Unfortunately my head still throbs and my eyes I have noticed are a bit more glazed over than most, but no matter, there is reason why I fell down that well and there is reason why I am here now. To my Lord... *the thought trails off*

I have discovered a new talent of mine and a new interest. I have gained a set of equipment that enables me to counter and nullify most of my enemy's attacks. I've noticed when I have first started to practice with the equipment that I tend to enter my 'frenzied' state though to a lesser degree. Perhaps I will be able to use my frenzied ability combined with my new talent to make a new fighting style for myself. My head is still throbbing and my eyes still dry out when I use my weapon. However it is becoming easier to control at least my state when I fight.