Jaren's Journal of Darkess

[Jaren]

((A journal kept by Jaren, note all events are recorded as "he" saw them. ))

Citisday, 10th day of Septum of the year 1211

I've been in this crummy dungeon for a couple weeks now. The food is pleasant enough and I rather enjoy the legions of undead walking hither and thither. HA! I have even made an mini undead pygmy dance for me the other day. Ahhh good times. I've decided to start this record so I can gather my thoughts and keep a record of my brilliant schemes.

Today I was out in that wretched forest taunting some pitiful wildlife when I was approached by one of those hirelings from the trade coalition. Apparently he was angry at me for something that I had done. Oh I might of killed someone or stole something.. yada yada... same old sob story. He then smacked his lips at me again then proceeded to attack me. This did not worry me at first but he showed himself to be SO MUCH more powerful than the other sad hireling I killed the other day. So, I did what any other dark lord would do when he is matched with a superior foe..... I ran.

The bastard proceeded to chase me all over my dominion. He nearly defeated me too but I was able to lure him to the deepest depths of my Crypt... where few return. I must remember to thank the architect of that place for it's maddening twists and turns.. ah such a labyrinth of chaos. Hmm maybe I can find his corpse within and shake his hand... Anyways he gets lost and finally stops his chase. He also mentioned something about "revenge blah blah blah" and "we'll get you blah blah blah"... oh well.

D Lord

to be continued...

[Rias]

That rascal!