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[22 Aug 2005|07:46pm]

I am making use of this journal as Her Highness requested, although I am uncertain as of yet whether I will find much use for it.

I am not one for keeping a journal as such.
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[17 Aug 2005|08:01pm]

...Malis is gone.

Has anyone seen him?
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[Not Linked] 01 [Malis] [27 Jul 2005|12:37am]

I didn't feel comfortable writing in this until I had put a good distance between myself and Alexandria. I wanted to make sure I could evade pursuit, and I believe I have made good enough distance to prevent that. I hope so, at any rate. I need to sit down and gather myself. I'm still running on adrenaline from just...up and leaving.

So, allow me to introduce myself. I am Malis Ornitier, a Black Mage, though still young (as Black Mages reckon it, at any rate), and just beginning to discover my magic capabilities. My father was Vivi Ornitier, one of the people who saved Gaia from a great evil, though he has sadly passed away. Before his death, however, Vivi created six new versions of himself, his 'children', of which I am one. Since the time of my 'birth', I have lived on the continent of Madain Sari with my family, being watched by Miss Mikoto. We have only recently journeyed to the kingdom of Alexandria.

For some time, I have been troubled. Ever since our birth, the original Black Mages have...stopped moving. We are an artificially created race, and our time is short; a year at most. Save my father, who, as the prototype, lived ten years. While other races, such as humans and Burmecians, can live up to a whole century, we are doomed to only experience the wonders of life for such short a time. That is what happened to my father, and is happening to the original Black Mages. My siblings and I were the last to be created; without the Mist, it has become impossible to create more of our kind.

I cannot accept that. I will not accept that.

I will not allow my people to fade and disappear from this world. I will change our fate. I will find a new way to create more of our kind, and dare I dream, a way to extend our lifetimes. Though if I am to do this, I must do it quickly. I am quickly approaching the one year mark. I know not whether I will live, or stop moving. Even if I do have a lifespan such as my father did, the other Black Mages do not. I must find a solution for their sake as well as mine.

I have not shared this with anyone else; not my siblings, not Miss Mikoto, not anyone. I was afraid they would not allow me to do this, but I must. I seem to be the only one concerned with preserving our people, our culture, what exists of it.

To that end, I decided I must leave my siblings and the life I have known, and set out to explore the world. There must be something out there, somewhere, that can help me. The journey to Alexandria gave me the opportunity. I took some money from Miss Mikoto, enough to buy supplies, equipment, and this journal to record my thoughts and findings...and at the earliest possible convienience, I left. I told no one, but simply left. With any luck, anyone wishing to find me will think I have gotten lost in Alexandria, and they will turn the city inside out before realizing I am gone.

I intend to make for the village of Dali. I remember being told there was a Black Mage factory hidden beneath it, though it will be unused now, if it still exists. I must hope it is still there. There may be something there I can use, a place to start, at least. From there...I do not know. I must hope there is something in Dali that will tell me where to go next, if I must go on after that.

I have sat here too long. I should get going. Dali is still a ways off and I cannot afford to waste time.

...I wonder if I will ever see my family, or my home again. I hope so.
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[Not Linked] [Lovers Tarot - Carys] [25 Jul 2005|09:12pm]

It's such an absolutely beautiful day, isn't it? Ah, look at me, speaking to my very papers~ it's enough to make one seem slightly off, isn't it~? And me fresh from the crowds at the Queen's birthday, no less.

A bow for all the beautious ones I've met in my travelings today, and such a good day it has been! What words are there of my fellows, for I haven't heard from them in so very long, and I do miss their company when it's cold and the nights are long... mayhaps I'll send a letter to see how they fare. Last I had heard, the Wheel was someplace nearby, surely she would welcome the company of one of her fellows~ (and one such as I, no less!)

I believe I made a dear youth flush just the other day. One step closer, closer, and no one can tell~ (least of all me, but there's the fun in it! And I'm certainly not telling any secrets.)

Another day, another place, a kiss and a whisk and the Lovers are gone~ such little time, for such great things~! Now to find my pen. It feels as if there's something in the air~
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[16 Jul 2005|01:42pm]

It was quite a surprise to be given one of these... 'enchanted books', I suppose they are called. I had been planning to go back to the village after two or three days of rest here in Alexandria. However, the little ones want to stay longer, and I am their appointed guardian, so that means I will stay as well. Black Mages though they are, they have not fully realized control on their powers, and are still too young to be trusted to safety in the world that their predecessor's wrought havoc on. The village will do well enough without me for the time.
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[04 Jul 2005|09:27pm]

I knew I forgot this thing somewhere!

Lessee if it's workin', shall we, darlin's? Who all's out there?

And who all is comin' to mah next production? Y'all know you wanna see Baku in a dress!
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[Not Linked] [Zakiyaa] [04 Jul 2005|09:12pm]

It's been a long day... they've all been long days, since we started this.

Most of the time, it's boring, routine... I'm bored now, which is probably why I'm writing this. But it's a good way to get some thoughts down, I suppose.

I don't regret my choice to join this crew. Ramsus is a good captain and the other men and women aboard know their place. Things run smoothly, or as smoothly as they can with a crew of self-made outcasts such as ourselves. I know many of them miss their families and homes, their own ways of life. The reasons they do this vary- duty, glory, honour, morals... some of them, such as myself, simply have nowhere else to go. I cannot imagine anyplace else I would rather be.

This means, of course, that there are some short tempers on board. Our stop near to Treno may help with that. Not much, but some. It is what I hope for. We are a long way from finishing what we've started.

Treno... I will have to disguise myself more than the others. It has been a long time since last I was there, but that means little. I may still be recognized. I considered asking the captain if I could remain on board, but I have responsibilities to attend to in Treno that he cannot be bothered with. I will simply have to be careful.

We all will. We cannot afford losing anyone.

The fourth cannon still gives me problems. I'm afraid it may be useless- irrepairable with our limited ability to tend to it. I haven't brought this conclusion to the captain yet. He worries enough... but I cannot ignore it. It is a vital part of the ship.

We are marked. We must be able to defend ourselves.

I will go back to it now. I can't sleep anyway. Maybe I can get it to work... there must be something I haven't tried...
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[Not Linked] Captain's Log - Day 3 [Ramsus] [04 Jul 2005|10:12pm]

The ship is in need of supplies.

One of the main guns has suffered damage, which necessitates immediate repairs. I shudder to think of what might occur if we lose one of those guns and find ourselves in a skirmish. The Escutcheon is a good ship, but she cannot work a miracle. That, unfortunately, has to be left to her crew. I plan to bring Zakiyaa, Mavkiel, and a few others with me into Treno. I know of a suitable place to hide the ship while we leave.

I have to hope all goes well in this visit. The last thing we need is any bad luck or bad run-ins with military forces.
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[14 Jun 2005|12:23pm]

Never thought I'd actually use one of these things. Life's just full of surprises. Yeah, so, anyway. Nothing much to say.

Any plans?
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[Escutcheon] Report in! [13 Jun 2005|04:41pm]

You will all see that I have decided to make a way to get in touch with you easily. This bulletin board is for announcements and the like; try not to clutter it up with useless garbage. I will generally avoid using it to issue important orders.

However, I still expect you to check it. Report in, everyone.
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[NOT LINKED] [12 Jun 2005|10:27pm]

There is still much to do, and I am rather afraid not quite enough time to make certain it all gets done. Although we are all trying our hardest. I have been working to put the finishing touches, as it were, on the most recent lay of the land. The map of the world I have spent much of my life working on is still far from complete, but I am pleased that a previously unknown section has recently been added in detail.

As for our next destination, I'm still waiting for word from the Captain. Currently, we appear to be at something of a standstill, but I'm certain we will be moving again soon. It's always best that we be moving, so as not to draw excess attention to ourselves. Well, more attention than we usually draw, at any rate.

Until our destination is announced, I'll busy myself working on my maps and keeping my cabin and all manner of important paperwork in order. Ah, well. Back to work, then.
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[NOT LINKED] [09 Jun 2005|02:29pm]
Alexandria is so so pretty today...

I met with a man with a crooked walk. He spoke to me of trees and destruction. I told him that I was not working today. His omens will have to wait. But he would have none of it. "Sir," I said, "can you not see that the others are out to lunch? And their lunch lasts a long while. We could be here waiting until suppertime and you will still not hear what you like!" So he released me and walked off muttering. I shall never understand some people.

It was the Queen's birthday a short time ago. I can't recall the last time I ate so well. I shall be sure to remember it this time so that it might keep me warm on cold nights.

I think I will send a letter to the Chariot. I believe he is in the cold country right now. I have not heard from him in a long time...

I feel that there is something happening... there seems to be a buzz in the air... I wonder what's going on...?

Mmm, I'm sure I'll learn sooner or later.
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[09 Jun 2005|01:29pm]


1. Berate Breireicht and Laudo for slacking off on duty last night.
2. Berate Dojebon and Mullenkedheim for slacking off the night before last.
3. ...berate whole of PLuto Knights for slacking off in general.
4. Check market to see if anything from Lindblum has come in (running low on pickles)
5. Patrol grounds
6. ...forgetting something... what was it...
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[08 Jun 2005|09:54pm]

Heh. It works.
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[04 Jun 2005|11:09pm]

Hey, this is Zidane.
Looks like these things work, so I wanna try it out too.

I'm writing words...writing words...writing words...

Okay, I guess I should have waited till I had a message or something to send you guys before I just started scribbling in it. Sorry about that. Right, I better say something good since everybody's reading me now...

Okay, got it.

I've been away for a while, right..so if anybody wants to get together and catch up, you don't have to come find me, we can set it up with the books! Yeah, that's good! (See, I'm getting the hang of it...)
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I may as well try this out [28 May 2005|07:26pm]

I opened this book a short time ago, and as there already appear to be words on the page before this, I can only assume these journals are, indeed, linked, just as we had all been told. It's unusual to see Dagger's handwriting immediately before mine, but it should take very little getting used to.

It's been good to see my friends again. Zidane, you never cease to amaze me with your sense of theatrics.

I and Sir Frately will certainly return to Burmecia within a short span of time, dependent on his majesty's wishes. Until then, I will be content enough to remain in Alexandria and to journey through the lands just beyond.
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[Not Linked] Captain's Log - Day 1 [28 May 2005|04:31pm]

It would seem that recent events have inspired me to put out a good faith effort to write in a journal. To hold to tradition at the previous, failed attempts, I have even bought a new one. Perhaps it, too, shall soon be gathering dust on my shelf, set next to the other three mostly empty journals I have attempted to write in over the course of my life. I suppose it is a monument to being easily distracted and growing quickly bored with this sort of thing. The difference in this one, however, is that it may serve a functional purpose. Should I die, it will be - if it survives and is read - a statement on the truth of my mission.

My name is Captain Oliver Ramsus, commanding officer of the Escutcheon. By the reckoning of most of the world, the government of Alexandria, and all but a few officers of the government of Lindblum, I am a pirate who turned his back on his nation to seek only wealth. This definition is fine by me; having participated in them, I can say that wars are little better than piracy. I now fly a black flag instead of my nation's standard. In this, I have been told by men that I betrayed that I am rather good at it; the better evidence may be the number of goods crammed into the cargo hold, waiting to be sold at the safest ports I can manage. A pirate's life is the life for me, and all of that rubbish.

In truth, my crew and I are agents for the Lindblum government - even if Regent Cid is unaware. We answer only to Minister Artania, and are currently using this guise as a pirate to search for a weapon that should not have been made. Something created by the blasted Terrans, either for Alexandria or something we do not know, that they left on Gaia for us. It was supposedly their leader's secret weapon, an ace in his hole. What it does, I am not entirely sure of. I am told that it is powerful and is dangerous, and that Lindblum would like to have it dispatched of immediately. Of course, informing Alexandria invites problems the world does not need. It is far easier for a villain to take the weapon and then allow it to be destroyed, than it is for soldiers to take it. That, after all, has started more than one war.

I suppose I should be honored to be that villain in all of this. After all, it certainly is better be remembered in infamy than not at all.
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Curious, these Enchanted Books... [28 May 2005|02:34pm]

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I've only had this book for half a day, so it's no surprise that the pages are still blank. It seems we have all been too preoccupied to test it. Either that, or perhaps it's simply that they do not work... I hope that is not the case. The idea of books that can serve like a more immediate form of Mog Net letters is very exciting! I have missed all of my friends so much this past year, and letters take so long to send and receive...

But, I'm getting ahead of myself. It's still early... I'm surprised I woke up when I did, considering how late things went last night. I'm really still in a bit of shock. I never expected things to go as they did.

Everything is so quiet right now. I know it won't last though, once everyone else is awake. Not that there arne't people who are awake already, they just haven't seen fit to check on me yet. And I am quite alright with that.

If this doesn't work, atleast I will have a new journal. The binding is quite lovely, and the book is very well crafted. Mine has a golden rose emblem on the front. I didn't get a chance to look at anyone elses.

Goodness, I'm rammbling on paper, it's almost silly! I should really get out of bed. The last thing I need is being accused of laziness. Is Laziness even a proper word?

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