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10 o'clock, Day of Deception, 23rd the Month of the Sun.

I am torn. I lay in wait of what my next move shall be, unable to relax, unable to move on. It has been days since I have seen Chael, and now our Leader Apoc has renewed interest in the war between First File and the Imperial Order. A new quest has been bestowed upon us, we are to seek out and destroy the members of Infernal, a new group of unsavoury characters who have made the midlands their home.

*sighs deeply*

If I try to avoid confrontation between The File and Infernal, I risk exposing myself and my distrust of Jagang. I am so close to finding out Jagang's plan, It would be a disservice to the creator for me to expose myself now. The days ahead will be very dangerous...

Azurite drops her quill and runs to the chamber pot. Her stomach shudders violently, and her mouth fills with the acrid taste of bile. She sits on the floor, legs weakened by hours of vomiting.

"I must seek the advice of a healer" she murmers, mopping her brow with her cloak and rising to her feet. She feels uneasy, as if somone is watching her. Azurite quickly grabs for the journal entry on the table and burns it in the flickering flame of her light.

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Note Number:	33	Author:	Azurite
Date:	Mon Jun 24, 2002; 20:11:42	To:	All
Subject:	Day of Deception, 23rd the Month of the Sun.
10 o'clock, Day of Deception, 23rd the Month of the Sun. I am torn. I lay in wait of what my next move shall be, unable to relax, unable to move on. It has been days since I have seen Chael, and now our Leader Apoc has renewed interest in the war between First File and the Imperial Order. A new quest has been bestowed upon us, we are to seek out and destroy the members of Infernal, a new group of unsavoury characters who have made the midlands their home. sighs deeply If I try to avoid confrontation between The File and Infernal, I risk exposing myself and my distrust of Jagang. I am so close to finding out Jagang's plan, It would be a disservice to the creator for me to expose myself now. The days ahead will be very dangerous... Azurite drops her quill and runs to the chamber pot. Her stomach shudders violently, and her mouth fills with the acrid taste of bile. She sits on the floor, legs weakened by hours of vomiting. "I must seek the advice of a healer" she murmers, mopping her brow with her cloak and rising to her feet. She feels uneasy, as if somone is watching her. Azurite quickly grabs for the journal entry on the table and burns it in the flickering flame of her light.