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[aulbrey]

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dear diary,
im husbandless again it appears. i attended the tavern night in moonglow which was quite wierd it felt like people either stared at me or couldnt look at me not sure why oh well. i was good just hope they don't find the hidden stash i placed in the lycaeum, they shouldn't i hid it good. people were told to stand in a line, it appears you win prizes for being nekkid i should do this more often when i come to moonglow. i got wynn's brother following me around. he does fetch wine bottles good just gotta watch out for his drool. when i asked him if he was rich he did mention something about a heir and tazar this could wo......... *wine spills make the rest of the entry unable to read.

[aulbrey]

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The pain shot like a bolt of lighting across the back of her head. Her eyes rolled back as a dark mist began to surround her. Voices talking in unison made their message clear, her path was taking a new turn. Sitting up in a deep trance Aulbrey began to chant in a monotone voice.

Later that day with her flask safely stashed in her belt Aulbrey sat alone in a cave. Taking a deep breath she opened the book in front of her. It's time she spoke as the echoes carried throughout her surroundings. Pulling out a quill she opened the book and began to write.



Dear diary,

I failed to escape my calling, the monks managed to contact me in my dreams. Im tired of running its time to fulfill that which was entrusted to me. I must go forth and show others the meaning of the drunken virtues and I will begin at the next *a large ink stain ruins the rest of the page*

[aulbrey]

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Dear Diary,
I've noticed a change in me my thirst is different some how. Could the rumors of the curse be true. I need to find out more and somehow fight the urges. I did find the lost book maybe the answers are hidden within. I search the pages constantly only to find hints of my past. I dont remember and its strange i find myself drawn to remembering something that just might be better left alone.

I accidently cut my finger this morning strange i didnt see any blood, im beginning to think that the curse really is possible. I need to find answers i need to find ........ * the ink fades from the paper*

[aulbrey]

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Dear Diary,
its been sometime that i wrote in here i never thought this day would come. it appears my talent for drinking is finally gonna be put to good use. the red robes need help drinking their endless supply in trinsic. my flask doesnt seem to satisfy me and well my key its doesn't seem so important anymore.

the other night i let them think they convinced me to leave but who am i kidding i must return to trinsic there is ale to be attended too


Aulbrey left the diary laying on the table in her tavern and hurried towards the moongate leaving behind her flask and key

[aulbrey]

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Dear diary,

i feel so thirsty all the time now but soon there will be plenty of liquor i just gotta hold off a little longer.

i tried to drink from my flask last night but it doesn't taste right nothing does anymore

next week i will fin.........*only scribbles are left on the next few pages*

[aulbrey]

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Dear Diary,
I decided on following a new path, in all the years i spent studying the fine art of drinking i think im gonna take it a step further and create different types of drinks. i think ill try to learn making different types to serve at the lush house. i think first ill visit *smudges blur the rest of the writing*