[the first ten dozun pages are compleetly illegable as the writings seem to be written from a very small child]

well i know i havent writen in you for a while but here is an update. yesterday i was draged home by the city guards but i wasnt going with out a fight. i punched one in the belly and when he bent over i headbutted him in the face. he got one hell of a bruised eye and his nose became all flat and bloody. and when another came to grab me i kicked him where it must have really hurt. the whole trip home he was holding his groin moaning in pain, he was such a wuss. when we got home i was sent to my room with out dinner by my parents... they dont understand me i hate them.

this morning i was woken up while it was still dark out side by both that woman and the oaf that calls himself my father to make it even worse there was some old sea man there aswell. my parents said they were sorry but they were sending me away because they loved me (yeah right!!! if they did truly love me they would have punched the guard out last night for brusing my arm!!!!!) any way i was told to grab my clothes and go with the seaman. i went with the old fart that smelt of nothing but rum and sea salt and i asked where i was being taken. THE OLD BASTARD JUST LAUGHED AT ME AND SAID "where all kids get sent to learn to behave" i kicked him for it and real hard but it hurt me cause he had a wooden leg. i did hear it crack though before he slapped me that hard i dont know what happened after that.

then i woke up in this filthy lumpy and smelly bed on a ship. im going to go and find out what the hell is up with this and why i have to leave neverwinter...

The captain is just as bad as my parents. he dont know me he dosnt understand me but he says his just doing whats best for me... YEAH RIGHT!!!! if he knew what was best he would have let me off the ship before we left.

[The next few pages are that badly tear stained that the writing is compleetly illegable]

i found out today that tomorow we are ariving at some monestary off the sword coast... im going to make a break for it and find my way back home.

[the next few pages look to have been stabbed with a quill a few timesmaking the writing incredably hard to read but you catch a few words]

D MN Them all to H !!!!!!! wh did i do to d serv th s...

[the obcenities continue for many many pages unabated]

I so want to kill them all. they hold me prisioner and make me choose. they make me choose weither i am to work in the kitchens and the gardens and help with the cleaning or study. but they wont tell me what i would be studying instead they keep trading winks and smiles...

AHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I WANT TO SCREAM!!!!!! i chose cleaning and then i find out that i would have been studying something fun i would have been studying in martial arts. then i ask if i can join in and they just shake their heads and say " you chose cleaning so cleaning duties will be what you will be entrusted to." i hate them all... i HATE the preists i HATE the cooks I HATE the other cleaners I HATE the monks I HATE the students AND I HATE THE ABBOT!!!!!!

i have had enough of them all. all the students and the monks keep looking at me and wispering between themselves... i just want to go home i miss my hard bed i miss the smell of Neverwinter i miss being yelled at by the nabours i miss it all... [the rest of this entry is unreadable due to tear stains]

one of the students. a halfling girl or a really really young girl but a girl none the less came up to me today while i was sweeping the foyer. she seemed nice even though i was trying to be rude towards her she was so persistant and made me smile even though i tried not to. she said that she was sneeking away from her duties and wanted to show me something tomorow. this place is so boreing especially when i cant join the class. i really really want to join it would have to be better than cleaning. ohwell im meeting the girl outside my room when the sun hits first stone. OH thats right i never told you about the clock i made to check the time. i well umm "borrowed" some flour from the kitchen and some glue from the workroom and mixed them together. it made a really really sticky white mess that took ages to clean up but i made marks on the floor of my room infront of the window with it and as the sun rises and casts a shadow i count the marks it covers. ummm i made twenty four marks though i think atleast half are useless cause the shadow never reaches there.

i was too excited to sleep so i just got up and got ready. every morning i see the students and the monks streaching in the training hall so i tried to copy them in my room. i overheard the monks telling the students that streaching was very imortant as it made your body flexable and able to move quicker. i dont know if its true or not but it cant hurt can it?

the sun is just starting to rise but it hasnt hit the stones yet so i think i probably have an hour or so more to wait. perhaps i will sneek down to the kitchen and "borrow" some food... no the cooks are usually up well before the sun starts to rise.

if i keep up like this i wont have any pages left to write in... oh im going to go the girl is here

DAMN HER!! all she did was take me to the sea wall to sit and what did she call it? umm medemate or something. we sat on the wall for hours in quiet and every time i asked something she would SHUSH me. i guess i did feel a bit more relaxed after it but i dont know what she was trying to show me but it dident work.

well the sun is at first rock and i was woken by the girl's giggling. she caled me a sleepy head and said that the head monk wanted to see me. i told her to get lost cause i was still tired. she just shruged and said "ohwell its your loss" though i hate her i think its because i dont understand her... maby my parents did understand me and it was really me that dident understand them...

DAMN!!!! im so angry with myself i have been here two seasons already and if i had of gone and seen the monk like the girl said than i would have been in class. though the girl is nice enough every 7th day i meet her at the wall at second stone and we meditate. i feel really good after it. but i wish i dident have to clean any more...

THAT DAMN COOK IS CRAZY!!!!!! AND INFRONT OF THE ABBOT. oh yeah well its like this i was sweeping the kitchen after breakfast and the cook started to yell at me and then came at me with a frypan. i dident know what to do so i ducked his swing and swept out with the broom hitting his hand droping the pan from his hand. but i dident stop i dont know why i dident i quickly reversed the swing and he blocked it with his forearm snaping the broom in half. but i dident even stop then it was like i had no control over what i was doing. i threw the broken broom away and came in quickly with a left punch but backed out of the move and went into a spin letting fly with my right hand out to hit with the back of my hand... i hit him in the chest. i dont think i hurt him much if any at all but he was having trouble breathing easy for a few miniutes. the abbot rushed in and grabbed me just before i kicked at him. i appologised for it to both the cook and the abbot but they were all strange and just kept smiling noding and looking my way. i dont know if i am in big trouble but i was told to go for a walk and not to do my cleaning duties today but i wasnt allowed inside either. i went and sat on the wall for a few hours and the girl came along... i really must find out her name... oh but yeah and she laughed and stated the obvious "you really caused a stir in the kitchen dident you?" i must say im worried about what might happen.

im so exausted. oh yeah thats right. the head monk came and woke me up this morning and asked me to join in with the class. so i got right up and got ready and ran down to the training hall. the place was empty with the exception of the head monk and two brick sized stones. not even the usual equipment was out. he said "any one can be taught the skill but only few can use it properly. as the same with strength. any one can be trained for strength but few know when to use it." i think i will rember those words for the rest of my life. he then set me out for my training. i was made to stand with arms out to each side with a stone in each hand for aslong as possible. when he noticed that i was straining over time to keep them up he said "ok now you have reached the limit of your endurance now see how much further you can go with your spirit. Meditate as you apply yourself to your task" i did although i dont know how long i was there i think i was there all the rest of the day and into the night. the monk brought me some food and water and had me eat and drink while he told me of the theories behind the life of a monk. i cant wait for my next lesson despite how exausted i finished up i still cant get to sleep...

i know its been weeks since my last entry but i have been kept exceptionally busy. and i read back over my erlier entries and i know now that i deserved to be sent away if not worse. and for that i am eternally gratefull the monks have me tutored every day from second stone to well over full dark but its more fun that back home on the streets of Neverwinter. oh yes the head monk sugessted that i write a letter to my parents and i have it reads something like this:

To mum and dad

umm i dont know what to say although i am really really sorry about how i was behaving before you two sent me off to this place, by the way what is the name of it. i know its a monestary but its not on any maps and no one here seems to know because every time i ask them they simply shrug their shoulders and return to their work. if you two dont have a name for it to be called i shall name it "Monestary" sometimes the simple things are the most enjoyable.

oh please appologise to the guards that brought me home that night i do hope they can forgive me. and please give them what is attatched to the letter but please dont open the package its for them only. it will help them should they ever come accross some one that is as dificult as i was that night. they are training amulets that we use here they are suposed to help so that we dont hurt eachother while training.

oh i have made a friend amongst the other students i dont know her name and she dosnt know mine. it seems that in this place your name does not make a differance same as time makes little differance

well im going to finish the letter here because i have more training tomorow and i even get to join the rest of the class so it should be heaps of fun.

Love Reonie [signed with her new signature... the R over a T inside a heart]

so yeah i hope they get it and find those guards i am really sorry about what i done to them but at the same time if i dident than i would probably be at home still being a bully. so this place definatly was what was best for me. oh it should be my 6th summer soon although age really plays no part here

Diary,

i know i havent continued with this writing for many weeks like i origonally planed though i think it important to mention that something dreadful has happened.

i had spoken with the Abbot and he agreed to allow me to see my parents and that i may leave on the first available vessle. the first vessle came and rather aptly named aswell, The Ocean Fist it was called however the ship wasnt going directally to Neverwinter like i hoped it was going via Calmshan more directally Claimport this did not bother me too much as i was eager to see the world and thjat i did i learnt alot about ships and sea fareing most noticeably i lernt alot about pirates first hand. at first the crew tried to huddle me away when there was a pirate attack of witch we had no less than twelve attacks from Monestary to Claimport but i was too headstrong to be held back. every battle our crew faced off against pirates in i was there a girl of a mere 15 summers fighting alongst some of the most seasoned ocean fighters i could ever imagine seeing. it wasnt long before our crew seemed to have found a respect for myself that i never thought possible soon it seemed that i had become part of their crew and rather than just a simple passanger i helped with everything from the cooking and cleaning to running the rigging and even standing watch, i was so overjoyed that i had been accepted as being capeable of helping the crew already so proficciant in seamanship. i learnt alot from them but the greatest thing they ever gave me was their mark. all the crew carried the same tattoo's and when they asked me if i would like to share their mark as an honoury crew woman i jumped at the idea. so now i have been marked and although the the tattoos are far from beautiful i am proud of them and proud of myself for making such an impression on such hardened men. however this isnt the terrible news this is far from it. we all knew that Claimport was home to many theives of both the land and the ocean and it seems that one such pirateering vessle was sponcered by one of the many theive guilds or perhaps the government itsself and upon our arrival we were wrongfully arrested for pirating even though we were defending ourselves and nothing more. so it seems that we were throw in the cells for a tearm of no less than eight years or atleast that was the tearm we were ment to spend. though on the way a man looking obviously like a mage smiled and winked at us. i found that odd untill later on he came and visited us in the group cell and announced he was on orders by the abbot of Monestary to watch after us and get us free should anything happen. he done his job most wonderfully he managed to unlock the cell and began to open a magical gate for us to escape through however his casting attracted the guards attention and he came running down just as i was about to pass through the gate after the rest of the crew. i turned around to help the mage however the mage was hit by the guards heavy club. i ran over and laied the guard low and checked on the mage. he was fine though and he told me to escape so i ran through the portal though something was odd the portal wasnt the same colour as it had been. i arrived in a dark place with my fellow crew nowhere to be found but i wasnt locked in a cell. i asked a few people where i was and found that somehow i had arrived inside the city of sanctuary. a city formed by escaped slaves in the underdark. yes i said the underdark. it dosnt look like i will be getting home any time soon. i shall keep writing in this diary so that some one some where might know my story should anything happen to myself. i must say for all my fears i find this most exciting but it is afterall my first week who knows how many i have left to live. i shall make the most of what time i do have though...

[Signed in her now usual manner an R over a T inside a Heart]

Diary,

it has been a while since my last report this is compleetly due to working for the defence of Sanctuary and its citizens. i have made a few friends though i am trying to remain as detatched as possible because i know that anything could happen including those i lable friends getting killed. if i had any doubts at all as to how dangerious this place is they were thrown out the door when a lady wearing waukeen's crest was approached by a man that i believe to be a monk of the dark moon. my training back at monestary served me well i believe especially in being able to identify monks of dangerious sects thankfully though no harm came to her or any one else as she refused to follow the man though i must admit that i was worried as i knew i would be of little defence against a monk that intent on death such as a monk of Shar's dogma. i have already seen the death of some that i believed i could become good friends with however i have managed to befriend a palidin by the name of Kaddaz. his a friendly man though there is something about him im not sure of perhaps he is unsure of himself or finds it hard to find love in a relationship or maby its just he finds it hard to identify emotions when they reach him though he is friendly enough. i also met a very gruff but definitavly careing dwarf that uses the name of Thorigan. myself Kaddaz and mister Thorigan are prety good friends and dispite Thorigans Distance i think him to be a friendly man who will defend his friends feirclyh if needed. then there is two halflings i met a male by the name of Gruff he seems to be quite the druid and i must say his ability to comune with nature is seccond to none that i have seen though i fear that one day he will fall prey to it though im not sure the other is a girl, her name is Ryft she is realy energetic and sneaky at the same time i bet she would be great as a locksmith though something tells me that she wouldent make an honest living as one however she has shown no wrong to myself and she is great company and shares a belief that i have though kaddaz doesnt approve of it... (what good are items the dead possess if they cannot use them surely if those items are put to the use of good folk than the spirits of the departed would be more pleased than if they were left to become useless.) then there is Danni and Eowung their both preistesses danni a human woman who found her way here via divine methods not of her own and Eowung who i must say for all i know of her is very little though she is definatly one i would call a friend.

i have decided to find some one who can continue my training towards becomming a monk of the Ocean so i may better defend myself and those i call friends.

Diary,

again it has been some time regretfully though i have been occupied with my training and studies and the fall of a friend aswell as the gain of others.

i shall start with the bad news to be rid of it.

Mister Thorigan i was sad to learn of has passed away or rather was killed by a large group of Illusionsts so Kaddaz has told me and though i was sadened terribly by this news i was also sadened to have recieved a letter penned by my new tutor which i shall tell about soon. Master Kumagan left me with his legasy the letter told that should i have recieved it that something had happened to him and he would be unable to continue my training. although he had not been tutoring myself for long i felt i learned alot from him. his idea was to have a monestary errected for monks to train and learn in there is another pourpose to this monestary however i will keep that for myself as it should not be known by others which would be the case should anyone else gain my diary.

as i mentioned above i found a Tutor by the name of Kumagan and though my tutalage under him was short as i said i do believe i gained alot from him.

i also met two more halflings brother and sister aparently. one Soigo a halfling that appears to be very young possibly yonger than myself however he has delt with many dangers and that seems to have taken its toll on him. he is very sneaky and somber which would be attributed to having never seen the surface the same as his sister. i also had knowlage of one of his aquaintences. a drow elf that origionated in the underdark but broke free of their evil grip intended to make a name for himself as a good warrior on the surface. though i have never spoken to the drown named Drizzt i have gained knowlage of them from a visiting preist of Deneir and his wife a monk by the name of Danica. i vowed to one day take Soigo and his blind sister Raven to the surface. only a few days ago i met a man a cleric of deneir his name is Mathal Umbridge. he is completely obsessed with knowlage and information and i spent a good five hours with him just talking with himself recording what i said and asking questions though i bet his a nice man im not sure if we will ever become great friends he seems fixated on myself being affected by an illithid which addled my mind even though i have told him repeated times that i was telling the truth, sadly he recorded that down and in my effort to make sure he had only correct information in it i done something that i shouldent have and stole the pages he wrote about myself, to make matters worse i accidentally let slip later on that i had taken it and he asked for it back and although i had the peice of parchment tucked safely away so that i might beable to make the information correct for him i lied and said that i ate it. i felt absolutly horrible for it though he still seemed rather peacefull. i do hope he can forgive me for it but im only trying to help him with his quest to record knowlage. i met another man aswell a man by the name of Loristan Balaedor. his a very gruff man though obviously dedicated to his family and his familys name. he treats me well especially in the sence of respecting my ability to help dispite my age unlike many others of sanctuary who discriminate because of my age...

[the diary entry seems to have been left in a hurry and as such is unsigned]

Diary,

i am most sorry i dident get to finish the previous entry but i had to help mister Loristan bring Kaddaz back to safety. it has seemed that he loved Danni and Danni either loved him and lost that or Kaddaz had done something foolish and Danni hadnt been able to fogive him. that and the passing of Mister Thorigan must have weighed down heavly on him and he left Sanctuary on his own for what ever pourpose. either way it was insanity so we left and found him [the next few lines have been crossed out to the point their illegable] we got there just in time to find that he had put up a fight against a giant floating eyeball with many eye stalks and a few gnolls. myself and Mister Loristan killed the gnolls and drove off the Eyeball then deciding to throw the gnoll corpses into the water to be rid of the evil creatures then carried Kaddaz back to safety of sanctuary. it seems that Kaddaz was deaply affected by the eyeball in some way and he believes that myself and Loristan beat him down. shortly after ariving back i found mister Mathal in an awfull state it seems that his tome of everything he has ever recorded had suffered immence damage due to acid and it wasnt readable. the man was totally destroyed as far as reasoning had become so i decided to give him the pages i took after hearing him yell a ew times the words "Its all gone... theres nothing left" this seemed to calm him a little however it started an obsession one that had him cradleing the pages like a child protecting them from every one including myself who had returned them. i felt horrible at that moment but i done all i could though i still fear for his well being and his sanity.

*the entry seems to be tear stained*

Diary,

i have done something most horrible...

together with a few others including mister Mathal we went to investigate a temple of Hoar that supposably had fallen under some one elses control. we all had hoped that the chance to record other information might spur mister mathal to head towards normality however when were in the temple we found the place teaming with animated corpses gouls and a few spectral beings. theese wernt too much of a problem we delt with them but when we arrived at the core of the trouble we found the temple to no longer be of Hoarian control there was a shrine to shar in it with a darkly clad figure animating and controlling the corpses and resistance we found. we delt with them as quickly as we could however Mister mathal got touched by one of the shadows and that made him worse he thought us all to be evil and out to get him. we tried to care for him and get him out as soon as possible though he wouldent move so i made a foolish mistake one i wish i had never done but i believe it was because i was that emotional about mister mathal's well being that i was desperate to try anything including hitting him however he defeated our attempts even though we only intended to send nhim to sleep so he could get some rest though he knocked us down and in his state i feared for the lives of those that were there and myself and i also feared what it would do to mister mathal if he did kill us and how that would affect him once he recovered. i dearly regret doing it and i think i made matters worse. we got outside to tell the preist what had happened and mister mathal wouldent come near us for much she same reasons inside him still believing we were evil. he retired quickly though and determined and emotional i persued him to be sure he got rest. when we arrived in his room he stood up and attacked us prior to any of our movements i honestly feared all of our safety though he called upon the powers of Deneir to blind and deafen us and although i could tell the spell hadnt been as potent as it may have been if he was in right frame of mind however it was effective. and without my sences i had to rely entirely on my training in fighting blind. i think i done well however the under the curcumstances i didnt feel proud at all luckely some others herd the commotion and came in to stop the battle. i was most glad of this for i sincearly was worried for all of our lives. mister mathal stated that he dident think us Shades as a Shade wouldent be afraid of the dark and as much as i tried my appologies dident seem to even touch him though he did seem to regain some composure but that was short lived it wasnt long before he went back to cradleing the parchment and we all retired for the night. however i could not sleep so here i am in a most sorry state thourouly ashamed of my actions...

Diary,

it has been over a week now since my last entry and i believe i have worked myself into a rut... i seem to have caused myself to become even more ashamed of my actions at this moment than ever before. i shall explain, with my actions listed in the previous entry and with myself already ashamed of my actions i selfishly dwelt on my short comings rather than focused on what i could do to restore my pride in myself this has made me even more ashamed as in my lessons i was taught to not refuse acccountability but rather to admit when i had done ssomething wrong or something that would bring dissapointment on myself and then strive to make right those wrongs. in that most simple of things i have failed and that makes me wonder weither my life as a monk of the Ocean is really my calling or would i be better suited as a jester so as to "kid" myself as i seem to have been doing for the last week... no! self pity does not become me i shall strive to better myself from the time i get up this next day... or night what ever it may be.

Diary,

i cant say im excited perhaps im filed with trepidation at this latest news. mister Mathal seems to have regained his sencabilities i must say i am most pleased at that though at the same time i am filled with fear at what i must do. i have not yet approached Mister Mathal perhaps it is a sign of weakness something i must overcome if i am to continue my life in this dark world for that is what it is we are only about seven miles underground.. should that be a flat walk it wouldent even take me half a morning to walk if a dawdled and yet its so far away... any way i have decided that once i finish this entry i will see mister mathal and try to begin to right my wrongs and try to restore some mesure of pride in myself

Diary,

i have finally restored some mesure of pride in myself as i spoke to mister mathal and i still do regret what i have done however its in the past and its not something i wish to dwell on any more i wish to look to the future and should Mister Mathal allow me to i will try and help him gather more information for him to scribe down. i know that the wound i caused to him will take alot longer to heal than the bruises i inflicted but i must move on on other news i spoke with soigo today and told him about some of the many things on the surface that i will show him when we get there and it inspired me to do something for him hopefully i will see him tomorow. although he did ask a few things about me like my parents and such. i told him everything i could

Diary,

i dident see mister Mathal today perhaps thats for the best to alow some time for us both to think anyway i did see Soigo today and i gave him many pictures i drew and told him all i knew about his drow friend Drizzt i also managed to finish carving a pendent depicting the goddess Milikki's insignia as i knew that Drizzt followed Milikki's guidence which i had learnt from Cadderly and his wife Danica back at Monestary.. i do believe i forgot to write an entry when they arrived... any way i gave all the drawings and the carving to Soigo i also finished drawing up plans for Under Monestary i would like to have had Mister Thorigan look over them but sadly i cant so perhaps i shall see the dwarves at Tornbeard Hall. today there wasnt alot that happened apart from those so i Retired early to meditate and gain some much needed rest... not much time has passed but i feel as if a great deal of weight has been lifted from my shoulders

[Many pages have been carefully removed and a single entry is made halfway through a page]

Diary i have removed pages for reasons im not wishing to declare and i must announce that i wont be making entrys for a while as i wont be in possession of this diary for some time. all i will say is i have horribly messed up and i must make amends for it.

[Signed R over a T inside a heart]