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[SIZE=16] Key, a colorful name for a colorful person, too colorful if you ask me. As far as I can tell she’s on of a kind, rude, tough talking, tough acting, oh and it seems I’m no longer human, I’m a Rustin’ Prime. She claims to be a Planar for an outer plane, *laughs slightly then continues writing*, that’s as likely as the priests of Toran being right about my father’s condition. Ah yes she also claims there are more Devils than just one, *smiles to himself as he records this* Yes, yes, that’s it, she’s a devil and I’m a demon, that’d explain the little voices in her head. Oh yes she’s a tricky one but we seem to have something in common, every thing goes dark when we want it to, which I’m guessing means I have acquired a bit of arcane power, quite the skill to pick up in these times. [/SIZE][/b]
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[SIZE=16] Then there is a man named Xander, polite fellow, almost as good looking as me yet I have a hard time making eye contact with him. It causes me pain in my right arm and a burning in my eyes. Probably another Wizard, a protective spell perhaps, it really doesn’t matter anymore, just a happening I thought to record. [/SIZE][/b]
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[SIZE=16] And last in this entry I will record a bit of my newest friend, Asteroth a talented wizard. We have made quite the dynamic duo, a trio if you add his little dragon friend. We’ve completed quests and continue to find more. One thing however has disturbed me, Asteroth inquired to whether I was a Tiefling or not. Quite the accusation to make I of course denied, but it has left me wondering, why would he say such things? Does something about me truly emanate and evil that others can feel? But this is my chance for adventure and childish nightmares must be put aside. [/SIZE][/b]
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[SIZE=16]*closing his red leather bound book Pheir laughs once more shaking his head and continues on his way to the inn for some dinner*[/SIZE][/b]