Baldur's Gate : The Sword Coast Chronicles : NWN2 Persistent World

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[parchment]I failed today. I allowed my own pain to take over, causing me to perform an act that was cruel to one who was already in pain. It was but a song I sung, but it was still cruel of me to sing it, and I will regret that moment of weakness for the rest of my days.

Deep down I knew it was his pain speaking, not his heart and yet, I let his words get to me and spur me into doing that. I should have been stronger. It might have cost me a friend or two as well. He and I have made peace; we both still care so much about each other and we both hate hurting each other. Our words, when used viciously, can each other far worse than any weapon, and so we will both forever sheathe them and give each other some space for awhle so that we might begin to heal and our friendship survive. It will be hard for us both but it is vital.

I spent several hours in the cage downstairs, realizing that I'd let everything of the past few weeks just pile up within me. Trying to take care of so much and of course, trying to do it myself without asking for help...I have to stop that. When my beloved finished his business of the day, I all but dove into his arms, confessing all of my horrible actions of the day as well as all of the foolishness of the past weeks. He forgave me all of it, and I didn't think it possible but my love and respect for him grew even more. I am so grateful that Sune sent him into my life and that Selune is continuing to bless us both. I won't make the same mistakes of the past, for he means far too much to me to ever lose.

I hear him stirring back there, so it is back to the warmth and comfort of his arms I go.
Ah, my Luskan stallion...he's got that twinkle in his eyes again. Sleep might be awhile.
Thank you, my goddess, for all your blessings.[/parchment]

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ODE TO FINGAL'S TRUE LOVE by Rania

[parchment]I am Rania Arowaven, Songmaiden of Selune.

I have a family. I have a beloved and I have a dog, Rummy, and we have a home together.

I have duties and I have things I do simply because I wish to do them.
I have been blessed by the Maiden many times over.

I have always been headstrong (I prefer "determined"), but I am working on that. Sometimes I do not always think before I speak or act but I am working on that too.

Of all the things I've done, the one thing I've tried to do was the last thing Adelaide asked of me; "Always follow your heart, Rania." It sounds so easy but goddess above, it is one of the hardest. I will keep my promise, Adelaide, no matter what.

In order to prepare for the training I will soon undergo, I have decided to start writing down tidbits of the past within these pages, so that I might look back over them from time to time and perhaps garner some insight from that time and place that I might have missed then.

As a wise man once said, "“Your own self-realization is the greatest service you can render the world.”[/parchment]

Cherished Memories: Part One To Have Crafted For Ceremonial Use:

[parchment]It's finally starting to pay off. All those hours of studying, experimenting,
and measuring an amount of dried this with an amount of liquid whatever...I'm actually succeeding at brewing potions. Not just any potions either but good, practical ones that will aid many. I'm going to need a lot more bottles, herbs and other supplies. Guess I'll be walking off some of the pudginess I've gained, thank the stars.

Someone once told me...alright, many have told me...that when you stop caring so much about every little thing and start caring about the things you can change you'll find yourself a lot happier.

Tonight, in the Muse, when I listened to my sweetheart and another begin to get into a heated discussion, I surprised myself. In the past I would have jumped in and likely made things worse.This time, I only quietly said his name and put my hand on top of his, saying and doing no more.

I realized it wasn't a situation I caused, it wasn't a situation I could change, and the best I could do was to simply sit back and stay out of it. It ended up defusing itself. I've been choosing my battles more carefully these days, and recognizing when help is wanted and when its best to just offer and leave it up to the person. This has caused me to actually find myself with this exotic thing called 'free time', which I've been most joyously been spending with friends and most of all, my mate. We simply must get back out on the boat ship again soon. Ship, darn it. Ship.[/parchment]

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[parchment]I can't do it.

If I agree to let "them' have their way, it would be approved with no issue. All things would go smoothly, none would dare harm it, and it would be a success. The people of the harbor would have the medicine and help they need, and all it would cost me....is every thing I stand for.

My integrity. My vows to my goddess. My self respect.

I just can't do it. I simply can't agree to it, no matter how much I yearn to see it constructed. If I don't agree, they would see it not approved.

"You knew what I was when you picked me up" keeps running through my mind when I think of the offer that was whispered to me from the unseen speaker, and I know that I simply could not live with myself if I accepted such an offer from the types of people the Lady of Silver abhors.

Besides, I do have other duties that have arisen and other matters to tend to, which would severely strain the time I could dedicate to the clinic, and so the clinic will have to wait for now. Until then, I can still heal without one, and I can still donate supplies and do my best to ensure those who need it do receive treatment. It just...it breaks my heart,
but I have to stand for my principles.

A most welcomed and wondrous message was received tonight in the form of an unnaturally beautiful white dove, who after I healed it's broken left wing, danced upon my hand. Yes, it danced and danced in perfect time and rhythm to the song I sang. It was Adelaide, keeping her promise to dance with me one day, and reminding us that she loves us and to love one another. I know it was her, for I saw how it blurred before it flew away. She was love and peace, which is what doves symbolize, and she loved birds. So very fitting, and so very much needed and welcomed. I did, however, leave the office window open when I ran out in my excitement to share the joyous news that she is well, and have had to spend a good bit of time shooing out other feathered visitors. I'm not going to write what they did on a few book cases. Ew.[/parchment]
Gemstone Wanted:

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Today we gather to bless this ship, the Whistling Wanderess. In the five years since she was crafted, she has carried her captain and crew through both fair and foul seas, and has earned herself a place in the hearts of each who sail on her.

She was named after the habits of the man who ordered her creation, Captain Mealir Ostirel, and ever since her maiden voyage to Waterdeep she has earned her name and made her captain and crew proud.

From every one of the intricately carved details upon her decks to the masterwork of the figurehead up front depicting Selune in all her glory, a star sapphire in either hand to light the way, just as Her moon does overhead, the Whistling Wanderess is a floating dedication to one who protects those who wander upon the seas.

While the stars of the night show the navigators under Her protection which direction to follow, it shall forever be Her moon that lights the sailors' path upon the seas.

Under the the light of the Moonmaiden, and in the company of friends, we ask the Lady of Silver, she who guides the tides, to consecrate and cast her blessing upon the Wanderess, those who work on her, those who provide food from the seas, and those who use these waters for both pleasure and for adventure and commerce.

Let us pray.

Selune, goddess of the moon and she who is boundless, eternal love, at the beginning of creation your spirit hovered over the deep.

Bless this ship and this crew, the equipment and all who serve on them and who would use them. Protect them from the dangers of wind and rain and of the perils of the deep. Bring us all to the harbour of light and peace. May the saving power of our beloved Lady of Silver guide and protect us all.

As a mother's milk is vital to life and protection for her children, so it is used to show the protection of the Lady's children upon these desks.

To christen the Whistling Wanderess in her newly blessed state, wine, blessed and used to celebrate joy and harmony by many and held dear by the Maiden, is used. Milk and wine, mother and earth, both combined in honor of the Maiden who looks down upon us each night.

Sealed with both Mother and Earth, and with the blessing of the Lady of Silver, may the voyages of the Whispering Wanderess forever be an example of Her glory .

May Her love and grace shine upon you all.[/parchment]

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