Note/L10N/HFCastle/1.1.2/Books/HCFuriusJournal?
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<font face=1>[You open the journal to the entry Steward Ignatius indicated you should read: the final one in the book. The entry is scrawled in a wild hand, as if the writer was in a great hurry:]
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Oh, Arkay; why have you forsaken me? I only wanted to protect my family and retainers from harm in these troubled times! But even now I can feel the change coming, and feel the Conduit burn my skin. And I can see the pain and confusion in my family's eyes - and those of my loyal retainers; they know not what happens to them. Please: I beg you! Take only me, and leave them be! They should not have to suffer for my mistakes.
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But then, great Arkay... have you even heard me at all? Have you even heard me ever? The only voice I've heard from beyond is that of... the OTHER.
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I feel I must record what brought this evil fate down upon me and my kin. Not for posterity, as my own foolishness has seen to it that none of my blood shall persist in this mortal world. No... not for them, but for anyone who might be forewarned and therefore - perhaps - saved by what I have to relate...
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My castle - Hoarfrost Castle - is greatly desired by the scoundrel Lords who surround us, and they would balk at no atrocity if it brought them just one step closer to having my castle for their own. I petitioned Arkay of the Nine Divines - Arkay of the wheel of life and death - for salvation from our enemies. I petitioned him for years, but to no avail. My studies into mystical matters revealed to me an avenue for desperate men, and - in true desperation - I took it. I constructed a Mystic Conduit - a simple sphere of crystal to the naked eye - that would allow me, I hoped, to truly speak to the gods.
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I gripped the Conduit. I appealed to Arkay to make me and mine - my family and my retainers - proof against death, so that we might survive our attackers. Still there was no answer. In my desperation, I appealed to anyone - anything - any god that might be listening - to make us proof against death.
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Something answered. A terrible voice from beyond; from - I am afraid - Oblivion. 'She' claimed to be Meridia, of the Daedric Princes; an entity I have certainly read about in my studies. Meridia is the Daedric Prince most associated with the energies of living things - and the hatred of those perversions of said energies: the undead. And... such FURY was in the voice; I can certainly believe it.
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Oh, Divines help me; I angered a Daedric Prince! 'She' heard my request for 'proof against death' as a wish to pervert those living energies, to become immortal; and now she means to curse us with undeath as punishment. So we will stay here in Castle Hoarfrost forever: never able to leave, or be moved on. Just as I had asked for, the terrible voice said.
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My folly was in the words. That was all! Only words! Different words, and I may not have doomed us all...
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An inexplicable energy surged through the Conduit into my body - and from my body on out, enveloping the castle. The terrible curse! It flows through the Conduit, and through me, and it damns us all.
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Time is running short now. I can see the children of the retainers - outside in the yard, playing as if nothing is wrong. This is good. They are to be spared, it seems: they are neither my family nor my retainers - they have escaped my horrible pact. But I need to get this accursed Conduit as far from the castle as I can - for what little good it will do. I must hide it somewhere safe - where it cannot harm anyone else.
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I shall take it to the Inverted Cathedral. Yes.
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Nine Divines protect me, and have mercy on us all.
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- Furius Hoarfrost
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