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[Tay Thormear]

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Journal Entry - November 30

It has been long since I have driven for this much bloodshed. At one point I was going to organize a group to aid Minoc against the inevitable attack from the Dark Order. Due to recent events I have found myself working against the forces of the Minoc defense. With the recent kidnapping of Aless, it's shown me that this group wished to show aggressiveness first. Even with her release, it still angers me that they chose to take the most polite and harmless of the Dark Order.

It has felt like years since the Legion last fought together. Even then, the bond of it's members tightens more than family itself. Alessandra, like a sister to me and Mave, a brother. Whether they choose to fight honorably from their home, or to aid another group, any direct attack on them, is an insult to me. Many will call me blinded or selfish, some will call me loyal, whatever I may be called, won't help those that I now decide to press against. Those involved with the capture of Aless, will be punished. Those who aid the criminals at hand, will be punished. I have changed my clothes and armor, to change my scent. I have worn a shroud to hide my face. The Minoc resistance has no idea that it is I who aids the Dark Order.

I know not the movements of Tarothin, nor do I care. The people of Vesper sleep easier now knowing they won't be attacked. They have some of the best protection possible. The smiths and miners of the area have never been happier, supplying countless resources. Tarothin may seem evil to many, but his intentions are mixed. His desire to build an empire is driven by greed and by compassion. He wishes to conquer all, thus why his greed and hunger for power drive him. He is willing to spare those who aid him and pledge to him, thus how he shows compassion. I find myself at a crossroad in life. My family, still in Umbra, my wife that I love, oddly enough. My years of work in Moonglow and my recent retirement from Captain. Now, however, I find myself once again craving what I could possibly have.

Tarothin rises an army along with Isk and others. A force that has so far been extremely effective. Their numbers still small, but mighty and growing daily. With his drive, determination, his minor insanity, and his disregard for those who oppose him, he may just be able to build the Empire he desires. Do I jump on this ship and take one of the last chances I have at complete power? Do I offer my aid and pledge my devotion to his reign of conquer? Some are my long time enemy's, some are my dear friends and just about family.

I have worked years to gain the respect and reputation that I now hold. I have come a long ways from when I first served in the Dark Order. I have conquered many battles with the Legion of Justice. I have prospered, built and help show Moonglow a bright light of power. I have trained and work beside the greatest powers to have ever walked Sosarian lands. It is now that I must decide. Do I work with some of the greatest minds in existence, Isk, Darrien Church, Tarothin Armunn, Mave Gerhart, even if some of them go to the extremes? Or do I stand what I have driven myself to believe in for years and oppose their movement of power. Do I choose power and the possible creation of the greatest Empire ever organized? Or do I settle with what I have? What of my family, Audrina, Atira, Kohen and Kaine, my adopted son Tay, and my first child, Grigori? One serves the Dark Order, the rest pledge their loyalty to Umbra.

Where do I go from here?

[Tay Thormear]

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Beowulf stroked the mane of Demitas, his black stallion. He took one last glimpse across Moonglow and mounted the steed. The conversation with Samon and Fong had gone well, they both understood where Beowulf was coming from. Moonglow would always be his treasure, but now, he had bigger duty's to perform.

Behind him, Rinartican sat comfortably on his llama and Erzebet sat on hers. His squire and newly devoted apprentice would follow their teacher to the furthest depths of battle. With a quick motion of his hand, Beowulf summoned a red portal and the trio stepped through.

[Tay Thormear]

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Beowulf stood atop the gates of Dark Cove. His black cloak flapped violently behind, stretching aross the air. The clothes that he once wore as blue, were now jet black. A shroud covering his body to keep his armor clean during battle. Beowulf stared across Dark Cove, past the Armunn keep, his eyes on Vesper. He had brought three trained mages with him and offered them to Tarothins endeaver.

It is surprising how life can twist and turn so quickly. Just a little under a week ago, I wore the color of Moonglow. I debated offering my aid in the defence of Minoc, unsure of Tarothins plans. When one false move, turned many lives around.

Alessandra

I thought Minoc to be on the defence, ready to stand for their Northern Land. However, they struck first, against an Order that was merely protecting Vesper. I could and would not tolerate it, so much corruption and dishonor. It was then and there I knew where my life was heading, where I was suppose to be.

Mave, someone who had tried so hard to push off his blade, has once again gripped his hilt. Tarothin had gathered his first dedicated Honor Guard. One of the strongest and wisest warriors to step on Sosaria's soil. Vaen, gathered by brother Mave, has once again joined forces. At news of our sister Aless, he was more than ready to bring honor and justice to the land. Tarothin had his second Honor Guard, The Legendary Vaen Swiftar. It took me sometime to make a solid decision, but when I did so, I did so willing. Tarothin now has his third and final Honor Guard.

I stand now with my dearest friends, family. The deadliest trio, to protect the most devious mastermind. Minoc along with the rest of Northern Sosaria, won't know what hit them.