[Harper's Journal] Notebook Notes

[Harper]

NOTEBOOK 29th of Fall 511, Nighttime Went for a walk through this unfamiliar city today and met the most interesting of Akalaks. I had never met one before today, so I was automatically interested in him. He was a squire for the knights, which made things even more interesting since the Akalak were known for their more violent-dark side. Encountered him in some dinky little shop for dinky little trinkets. I was looking for a particular book on Glyphing but couldn't find a copy. I saw him wandering the shelves, towering over most of them, and decided to approach him. Why do I do that? I always seem to put myself in situations that are--or could be--dangerous. I have done it for as long as I can remember. I know it's not logical, I know it doesn't make sense, but dammit I always do it! When will I learn? After a brief conversation with him, he asked me the most interesting thing: to spar with him. He wanted to test himself and his strength against my magicks. Well, of course I obliged, being the idiot I am. We walked out to a disgusting wooded area outside of the city walls and sparred there. I thought I could take him. I thought I was stronger than any mere man, only relying on pure brawn. Who could best an experienced mage like myself? Him, apparently. After a while of toying with him, he lost control. His dark side, who called itself Xuphim, came out and decided to play. He was stronger than Xalet, so it seemed, and a lot more brutal. I thought he was going to kill me. I had no strength left and I almost fainted from overgiving. Thank the gods that Xalet regained control of his body, or I would have died there, I'm sure of it. Afterwards, we awkwardly talked a little; he, somehow, got me interested in the Knights. His life, his goals...they all sounded so glorious to me. Xalet has a purpose. What is my purpose? What do I stand for? Nothing. But I want to stand for something. So I've decided: I'll be signing up for the Knights soon. Petch, I must be losing my mind.