I've really got to write in here more often...
My shadow and I are getting along, it says it will answer questions later, but I can trust it well enough. It has saved my life a few times. Actually, more than a few.
Training... I spoke to Ozy some about how to get more training, and he mentioned making a deal with the shadows. From what he said and what I've learned, there are three ways that I could try. Form a contract with a shadow, speak to them and serve them, in a god-cleric relationship. Second, what I've been doing, live among them and become one with them. The best analogy or description I can think of for it is a rangers being at one with nature, and gain powers that way. The diffrence between a ranger and a simple woodsman, the diffrence between a shadow dancer and a simple rouge. Third, find a mentor and learn under them. Thats what I want to do, as selling myself to a shadow doesn't sound promising, and living in them takes to long. I would follow any path, jump between them, anything, though I prefer a mentor.
New faces, a lot. I've seen Benjamin Poetr a little more. He's not as bad as I thought, though he is little more than what he appears to be, a rouge. An odd man named Brian, trying to become a shadow dancer as well. He spoke to me about it, I basically told him what is written above. Kalin, a mage of some power. All black, carries a latern, looks to be a sterotypical necromancer, though he is far from it.... maybe not that far, but he is not a pale master as Elrend was. *chuckles softly as he writes* Kinai, another shadow dancer, with ambitions. A good fighter, and a good friend. She's talking about setting up a troop of dancers, and I would likely be the one that calls the shots in it. Odd, me moving from jumping at my own shadow to heading an organization. Lots of others as well, can't write about everyone here.
Important happenings... I lost my first soul strand. I've lost one before, I think, but it came back which is something I've never heard of. I've heard rumors that someone forced the soul mother to give everyone back a strand, but this is all in the distant past and doesn't bother me now.
Religion? Bah. Staying away from Rofie, he's a little too strick for me. I really need to stop hanging out with Paladins, or they'll rub off on me again. *takes a sip of holy water* Need to stop drinking this stuff too, I think its messing with my morals.
And most intersting of all, my career. I was approached by a hooded man with a note to come to a meeting at a tavern in Hurm. Others I knew there Kinai and Phaer. Some others I don't know or don't remeber. Anyhow, he called us back one by one to interview us. I was nervous during Bee's job interview, but this man.... He trapped the door, and chair as a test. Luckly, no one failed. He asked me of my past, if I had run afoul of the law, been imprisioned, things like that. Oddly enough, I had run afoul of the law, and counted my encounter with the Sombre fangs as imprisionment. He also asked if I would kill others to reach higher. I might have lied when I said yes, but I might not have. Before I left town, the answer would have been yes. A while back, when I hung out around the paladins and such, the answer would have been no. Now... I'm trying to be a shadow dancer, edge of light and dark, good and evil. I might, I might not. Certainly not a friend, but I will know when I get there. And I know that time will come, as I gave him my name. He has jobs, he told us they would land us afoul of the law...
*shrugs and tosses the book back into his bag*
