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Thus winds have picked up and it is cold... Although the winds sting at my flash, I am content with thus fire I have created... Perhaps now, since there is none stress, I can finally rest...



I think of my life as one of uselessness... I am none help to myself or my fellow man. I have done no such good within my life I have spent on Earth... I am a bad person, I do not deserve God's forgivness...



Trouble is brewing... I can sense it in the air. Although I do not know what, it will be quite bothersome... As such, I should be on guard...

There is not a problem now... As such, you never can tell...

It is early, I had strange dreams of Xavier, Hunter of Hunters... The man who removed my family from me... It is strange, but ever since I have buried thus little girl... His shadowed image haunts my dreams...



Perhaps thus is because I grow delerious from lack of food, or perhaps it is somthing... more sinister... I should find thus myself some food now... Afterward I should not panic... After all, I am not dead... yet...



I am nearing thus next town on the journey... After the last town I visited, I should perhaps take a back-end road... I do not wish to have myself a repeat of thus last town I visited...



Rest in peace little girl... May thus spirits of the dead protect you...

It has rained all morning... I have not found any food as of yet... Thus past few days have been horrible, I had to watch an innocent little girl die, because a vampyre had found her and removed her legs and sliced open her stomach... It was sinister...



The vampyre culprit got away... I do not think thus little girl will ever recieve her much deserved justice... How heartless can a creature of the night be? Apparantly, enough to cut a little girl to peices while she is thus alive... to suffer the pain...



No child should have to go through that... No child should have to repeat what I experienced as a little boy, cowering in fear, of the unseen enemies lurking in thus shadows...

Un-needed violance and gore, inattentive feeling for human life...



Thus reminds me of why I chose to be a hunter...

What right do they have to take my love away? They bother me and do not understand the true feelings I have for her... Once again, her friends have succeded in forcing me out of her life... Of all people, they should know that I would never hurt her...



She is all I have left in thus life of mine... I have nothing, and without her, my heart is empty and cold... Is it even possible for a vampyre and a hunter to love each other in thus world? They know thusly how sad she gets when I am not around...



It troubles my mind, my heart, and my soul...

Once again I do not feel quite right, my neck hurts from the blood I gave thus Tremere... I would imagine she took a lot of blood from me...



I have tried to contact Abisona, but he had better things to do today... Thus is a typical bothersome Magi, arrogant and proud till the day they die... I would not mind tearing apart their degenerate bloodline...



Although today seems somewhat calm and cheerful, I am sad and depressed as usual. I am drained of my energy for some reason, I should take it easy...



Listening to thus stream is very calming indeed...

Although I have held captive thus Tremere vampyre... Since she has been good, I have decided to let her feed from me... She was very eager to get her much needed blood... I sense she not only needed it, she thusly enjoyed it...



I know who it was who attacked me... I wish it was not so, Xavier has attacked me again... My old friend has returned to finish the job...



I must be vigilant, I must be strong...

As for the girl, I shall set her free, she thusly deserves it...

The vampyre I hold captive has given into her more morbid and inhuman characteristics... At this point in time, she is very thirsty and I sense she desirses my blood to satisfy her vampyric state of being...



I know she would like nothing better than to suck my body dry... Like a true leech, she watches me closely... I know she is attracted to the gash on my back, the one she gave me from her first attack...



IT IS QUITE SCARY... but at least now she does not resist my questioning...

I sense that my captive is growing weak, but as vampyre, she is too proud to show thus... My plan is working and I will soon be able to uncover my attackers... She is starting to cooperate with me, little by little... although she still makes threats on the same degree of hatred...



The same one where she promises to tear out my heart and feast upon thus blood, then, give it back to me after she has torn it to peices... Thus is a typical threat... No such imagination...



Although I do find her other threat, beating me to death with my own skull... a bit more amusing...

After two days of holding the captive I have noticed that she shows no signs of weakened streanth... She still is as such... fiesty and independent... she still is threatening me... I am surprised she has not given out vital information of thus attack...



Perhaps, if I gave thus torture more time she would give into he vampyric state of being... Afterwards it is difficult plan on what to do with her, if I let thus girl go... she may hold her promise of her revenge, but if I let her waste away, I shall feel guilty about myself... I do not like to kill such wonderous prey...

Thus vampyre is very strong and very loyal... she says that she is part of the Tremere vampyre clan... and that she will never tell me what I would like to know... she has no idea what I have in store for her... I am done being nice to thus girl...



I shall inflict upon her great sorrow and vigilant torture... I shall starve her of her much needed blood supply, perhaps then I will learn what want to know...



I have heard some very troubling rumors of thus Tremere clan... I had best be careful... It is likely there are spies watching me as I alone, type this page...

After much calculating and trap displacement, I have caught the enemy... It is hard to believe that one little vampyre could cause so much chaos and destruction... As of now, she is tied up and I am thinking of questioning her motives...



I must go... she is quite a feisty woman... I should not let her out of my sight for a second...

She has threatened me... She thusly states that she will escape and kill me in my sleep...



Such big words for someone who knows who I am... and what I can do to her...

Perhaps I have misjudged this shadow spawn who thus is playing tricks on me... I have discovered my food stock has been stolen and my supplies have been destroyed.



I have noticed that thus particular enemy does not target me in particular. I should hope he is waiting for me to... grow weak from starvation and malnutrition... before he strikes... It shall not happen thus way.



After all this, perhaps I shall get my well-trained enemy I have been hoping for after all...

Perhaps not the greatest hunt after all...

It has left me with a gushing wound of blood on my back... At first I had not even noticed it...

But thusly, it is a gaping wound that needs attention... I am miles away from any doctor or hospital.



It is fucking impossible to clean it myself... I cannot even reach it... Even now as I write, I can feel the wound pouring out my blood onto the forest floor...



Now how the hell am I to deal with thus bullshit?

I do not feel well this morning...



I am depressed and I feel very lonely... Somtimes I wonder if my life will always be as such... cold and alone...



I miss the wide open fields of North Dakota... my friends have all died as did my family years ago...

For the very first time... I feel... completely alone...



It is depressing how sad a being I truley am...

I had awaken this morning to find it bright and sunny, cheerful and yet... at the same time... very depressing. I had gone fishing last night at the stream. I caught many fish, it seems all I eat now is what I can get... I never have leftovers....



The hunt lasted nearly ten days, I must say... It was a fine hunt indeed. It was a bit disappointing though thusly because of my preys' inability to think...



Strange... this morning I discoved my sword covered with blood... Although I know very well

I cleaned the blade last night. Perhaps someone else decided to use thus when I was not looking...



As of now... I feel very alone...

Although it does make me somewhat happy to change status here again...

Tonight I am outside, next to the stream. I sense the slains' wraithful pain and agony. It surronds me... I can feel thier tormented souls, wafting in the air... It is unholy...



I began to feel the icy frost-bitten winds, biting at my hands and face... about an hour ago...

I have always hated the cold, but then again, I have ALWAYS been as such...cold...

Why is it always freezing cold when I am out?



Well... It has come time for me to carry on my journey. I doubt if I have enough energy to go on, being as unlucky as I am... I am not entirely sure I can survive the night...



I have wasted too much of my time returning the pain the vampyre community has inflicted upon me... perhaps it is time for me to end my hunt, and let the rotton hand of death reach out to take me away. What would it matter if I died now...? Just another hunter who died for a forgotten cause...



Then again... I do not have the pleasure of just giving up... I can not simply let myself die...



I have my love waiting for me... sweet bliss...

Today I have listened to the calm stream as it flowed on by... I have forgotten how relaxing thusly a stream can be. I should have done thus years ago when I had the chance.



Many of the townsfolk have given me gifts of welcome and joy, to my surprise, none have tried to kill me... not like in the city...



I have made plenty of friends and I plan to stay

as I gather my supplies for the long journey ahead. This town has a shortage of technology, but remains merry none the less...



It reminds me... of my old family...