Part 1
Prologue
December 27,18,908 Arithanid Years
All the women of the world are valued for different things. A human girl is valued for her beauty and wealth. But an Arithanid girl is valued for her strength, her will, and most of all, how well she carries on the memory of her mother. To not carry on your mother's memory is to kill her even more. I should know. I'm an Arithanid woman, and not a day has gone by that I haven't carried on Mother's legacy.
I am Julie Dashara, the daughter of Amidista Dashara and Jaqsalkono Menos. I am a hybrid, despite what I have been raised to think. Furthermore, I am not at all what I appear to be anymore. Over the years that I have lived, I have been persecuted, imprisoned, and forced to do things that I will not confide here. I have been told that I am no longer caring, thoughtful, or even as outgoing as I once was. I am now called cruel, cold, and above all, heartless. I hardly dare to think that that will change anything about me.
Well, enough about that. I suppose I should get to the meaning of this entry. As I have stated before in previous entries, I've continued my search for the person that ordered my mother's death. And after years of searching, I have found him. The Sarafan Lord. He has hid for long enough; now is my time to avenge my mother's death, even if that means that I have to kill every person I come across to find him. But my journey is taking me to lands that I do not know, lands that are haunted by those of the past and creatures of unknown horror; Nosgoth.
It's strange that I have never thought to look there before, but I now know why; the bastard is in the Human Realm. I despise the humans; they are useless, weak and insignificant. But he is there, and if I am to be complete once more, I have to kill him. All of my training will pay off once I have brought him to his knees, and I will bring back his heart as a trophy of my success.
I regret to say that I now must close this entry. I have a long journey ahead of me as I am nowhere close to finding Nosgoth. If I should die while away, all I ask is that my lands be given to my brother Mesalx and my body buried beside my mother. My last words? Those I know not yet. But when I have an answer, I will send word. Till then, I remain as always,
Your truly,
Julie Dashara
