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Ceremony complete, Azurite returns to her bedchambers. She was now once again leader of the Imperial Order. Important decisions needed to be made, ones that would affect the lives of many.

So much had changed in her absence, including herself. It would take every ounce of strength she possessed to get her mind back on task. Her heart ached for what could have been, but her mind, ever analytical brought her back. This was her path, her destiny, she was shackled to Jagang in a marriage of wills, his will to overpower and enslave, hers initially to seek retribution for her slain family. Chael helped her to see beauty in magic, that it did serve to benefit many, that it wasn't just a tool used for carrying out evil doings. But dark clouds were always present in the deep recesses of her mind. It was magic that killed her family.

If I truly love him, then I must do this for him. Perhaps in some way I can steer Jagang's relentless pursuit of First File into other directions. After all, First File serves to protect all innocents, they are not evil. Jagang has a personal axe to grind with Richard, not for those who serve him. There are far worse institutions invading the land. Those which seek to nurture magic users, letting them suckle at the protective breast until they have grown in power, and are able to fully use their abilities. It is these creatures who must be stopped, not those magic users that have proven themselves to be using their magic for good deeds.

Azurite takes a scroll from her desk and pens the following note to her clan.

From this day forth I decree that the Imperial Order will seek out and destroy or enslave any magic user found to be using their abilities for evil, or any human or otherwise that assists a magic user to do so. Prepare to meet five days from now for further briefing.

Azurite Aurora

Azurite takes her dagger from its sheath, and cuts the wax to melt into the seal for the scroll. Carelessly she nicks her finger causing her to drop the dagger. The sharpened weapon falls blade down and impales itself into the huge oak desk. Sucking the blood from her finger she tries to remove the dagger from the desk, but it is well imbedded, and refuses to budge. Azurite grumbles distractedly to herself, and prepares for bed.

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Note Number:	92	Author:	Azurite
Date:	Fri Aug 23, 2002; 06:37:59	To:	All
Subject:	return to the past
Ceremony complete, Azurite returns to her bedchambers. She was now once again leader of the Imperial Order. Important decisions needed to be made, ones that would affect the lives of many. So much had changed in her absence, including herself. It would take every ounce of strength she possessed to get her mind back on task. Her heart ached for what could have been, but her mind, ever analytical brought her back. This was her path, her destiny, she was shackled to Jagang in a marriage of wills, his will to overpower and enslave, hers initially to seek retribution for her slain family. Chael helped her to see beauty in magic, that it did serve to benefit many, that it wasn't just a tool used for carrying out evil doings. But dark clouds were always present in the deep recesses of her mind. It was magic that killed her family. If I truly love him, then I must do this for him. Perhaps in some way I can steer Jagang's relentless pursuit of First File into other directions. After all, First File serves to protect all innocents, they are not evil. Jagang has a personal axe to grind with Richard, not for those who serve him. There are far worse institutions invading the land. Those which seek to nurture magic users, letting them suckle at the protective breast until they have grown in power, and are able to fully use their abilities. It is these creatures who must be stopped, not those magic users that have proven themselves to be using their magic for good deeds. Azurite takes a scroll from her desk and pens the following note to her clan. From this day forth I decree that the Imperial Order will seek out and destroy or enslave any magic user found to be using their abilities for evil, or any human or otherwise that assists a magic user to do so. Prepare to meet five days from now for further briefing. Azurite Aurora Azurite takes her dagger from its sheath, and cuts the wax to melt into the seal for the scroll. Carelessly she nicks her finger causing her to drop the dagger. The sharpened weapon falls blade down and impales itself into the huge oak desk. Sucking the blood from her finger she tries to remove the dagger from the desk, but it is well imbedded, and refuses to budge. Azurite grumbles distractedly to herself, and prepares for bed.