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My travels have taken me far from my new home, and I return to find Hartland recovering from recent turmoil. Apparently Mahn-Tor lost a stone precious to him, and followed the stone's new owner to Hartland. When the townsfolk refused to hand over the supposed thief, the enraged chief attacked the city. Suicide really, since Richard was due to return and there are now many able defenders of this fair land. Of course the minotaur chief was turned back and his horde dispersed, but that is not what troubles me. I was not here. I was on a soul searching journey, and it appears I return with more questions than whence I departed. It seems my use as a member of the File is diminishing with the rise of so many worthy warriors that protect the land. Hartland prospers and I am glad, yet there still remains these unanswered questions concerning what I am to do now. And then there is the question of a young female of my kind, who at present views me as an enemy, that intrigues me more than any female of any race I've ever met. She is not as zealous a master of men as the females of my race usually are, yet she fights blindly for the Order. She is not as cold blooded as she would seem though. Her eyes tell the truth of it. Many mysteries yet to unfold and I am indeed troubled by that I do not know or understand. As we all are at times. Even at my extended age, those things manage to bother me. For now I shall retire to my home and be welcome. Time will tell where my story goes from here.

This Day of Freedom, 32nd the Month of the Winter Wolf
This journal entry made:
-Chael Shadowstriker

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Note Number:	21	Author:	Chael
Date:	Sun Jun 9, 2002; 21:55:27	To:	All
Subject:	The Present and the Future
My travels have taken me far from my new home, and I return to find Hartland recovering from recent turmoil. Apparently Mahn-Tor lost a stone precious to him, and followed the stone's new owner to Hartland. When the townsfolk refused to hand over the supposed thief, the enraged chief attacked the city. Suicide really, since Richard was due to return and there are now many able defenders of this fair land. Of course the minotaur chief was turned back and his horde dispersed, but that is not what troubles me. I was not here. I was on a soul searching journey, and it appears I return with more questions than whence I departed. It seems my use as a member of the File is diminishing with the rise of so many worthy warriors that protect the land. Hartland prospers and I am glad, yet there still remains these unanswered questions concerning what I am to do now. And then there is the question of a young female of my kind, who at present views me as an enemy, that intrigues me more than any female of any race I've ever met. She is not as zealous a master of men as the females of my race usually are, yet she fights blindly for the Order. She is not as cold blooded as she would seem though. Her eyes tell the truth of it. Many mysteries yet to unfold and I am indeed troubled by that I do not know or understand. As we all are at times. Even at my extended age, those things manage to bother me. For now I shall retire to my home and be welcome. Time will tell where my story goes from here. This Day of Freedom, 32nd the Month of the Winter Wolf This journal entry made: -Chael Shadowstriker