Interesting...

Well, they were friendly...

I've moved again, and now I don't think Adamant will find me...

Anyways, no breakthroughs with anything... at all... My wolf cycle lasted longer than usual, not sure if it was because it is winter right now or if I'm getting worse...

Will I ever become full wolf and not just a werewolf?

I sense more research on the horizon.

It's time.

I can feel it, the days growing shorter and the nights growing longer... The full moon has to occur within the week...

I am not exactly looking forward to my next transformation, but there are others like me here and I need to get in contact with them. This may be my last post for a while, seeing as I'm transforming and things may go bad...

No progress on the cure for my Lycanthropy, although I did find some interesting articles on the internet, they turned out being totally fake, but still I found them quite entertaining.

No word from Adamant, wishing him well wherever he may be, and also wishing for him to finish whatever he is doing and get back to helping me!

More later... I hope...

I think I like living here...

I decided it would be best to leave the lair for a bit to do some grocery shopping. Everyone knows to keep a plentiful supply of steak handy for your cycle... right?

Whilst browsing through the meat department, I happened to notice several other people doing the same thing I was! Now, at first I thought it was a coincidence... humans eat meat too... but then I noticed we all had shaggy hair, again coincidence... then the man next to me started sniffing all the packages and pulling out the best smelling ones!

That was the selling point. I am not alone. When the full moon hits I will try to remain human enough to find them and see if they can help me.

Halfway there...

The moon was half full last nigh and I am beginning to worry if I will ever be able to cure this Lycanthropy... Looking through the old magics left me with one of two unpleasant options: Get stabbed through the heart with a silver knife, or get beaten to death with a silver mace of some kind... I believe that my exact words upon discovering this were: "Oh... Fascinating..." But, seeing as I wear silver jewelry, I don't think that will work.

Found a few more promising books at the library but they turned out being novels. I don't want to read some imagined person's struggle with what I am dealing with! I want a cure for the werewolf!

While at the library, I did some research on the web. Mainly lore and old wives' tales, but there were a few interesting points I stumbled across: As a normal thing, Lycanthropy is a curse or it is bestowed upon you by the Devil. Some stories indicate werewolves being warriors of God. Personally I like the second one. There were many ways, I found, to become a werewolf, but none to revert to human form permanently.

Oh well. I will find a cure eventually.

Adamant is still away, (not that I expected different) I really wish he could write me, I could use some instruction on how to read these blasted books of his... what are they written in, Demonic?

My presence here remains unnoticed by the Order of the Benign, but this is always questionable. I do not know if they are interested in my kind or not, they might be too busy chasing after Adamant, or they might not know I exist... I give it about a week before I have to move again...

As for my updates on the Blood Worms, they turned out to be around two meters long and five of them sprouted from my hand... ouch... I knew being a Bloodmage would hurt, but I never thought it to be this bad... I found in chapter thirteen of my grimoire that you can not only summon familiars to do your bidding, but you can also form your body itself into a weapon! One item of interest to me will take some time to master, but will be worth it. Summoning Blood Golems.

I will keep you posted.

Trudging along...

No breakthroughs with my curse today... the moon is almost half full and i shaved twice today... at noon and again around dinner...

Interesting...

I ran into an old friend of mine at the Library, it was entertaining. I don't think she was quite expecting to see me at all... or ever again for that matter...

I will continue to search for my cure, hopefully I will discover something before my cycle begins at the next full moon.

Maybe I have been looking in all the wrong places, I will try Mayan, Aztec, and maybe Indian spiritualism in my next endeavors since blood magic has been failing me epically.
I did stumble across a new spell in my book... It involves summoning small creatures known as "blood worms," I will try it out and post about the results.

Wish me luck.

Dusting off the... dust...

I am not planning on hearing from Adamant for a long time, if at all...

This morning I started to search for a cure in his books, to no success. Apparently one needs to know several archaic languages in order to read these tomes...

I would consider my new center of operations rather secure... and dusty... I hope dear Addy likes the sand, seeing as there is lots of it here. I found an English translation of the Necronomicon in this vast library I had to transport, and I will be searching through it as well as some of my own books. I don't expect to find much at all...

I will attempt to go and find a bookstore or library nearby with new reading materials tomorrow and I am hoping for the best.

Adamant, my friend, if you are reading this, go west.

Back in action.

The Brotherhood caught up to us at our last location, Adamant left, saying he had something to do...

Whatever he is doing had better help me cure this thing or I may just get upset. After carrying all his equipment to our new location I was very tired. Books are not light, needless to say thousands of them would follow that trend.

I will update more later, as now I need to rest and recover my strength for the upcoming cycle...

Strange disturbances in the community...

It seems that all the youth in this area have vacated for the day...

It's rather unnerving to have such silence in this usually busy place. If Master Rethilmere would untie me and let me out for a while I could find my blasted book. Seeing as the New Moon is tonight I should be totally safe off my "leash."

I'm also noticing that my hair growth depends on the phase of the moon as well... I haven't had to shave for a few days now, I'll look into this some more.

None of my blood magic seems to work in the house, (if one could call a concrete box home,) He might have put up some sort of barrier or field to keep me from escaping. I'll get out eventually.

Well, my stomach is empty, so I can expect the usual noise to return soon... the young must return home to feed, no?

Bound in chains... by a friend?

It is always a shocking experience when you revert to human form to find yourself in a cage.

I'm still a little shaky from my last full cycle, and the moon still has me nervous. Not entirely sure what would happen if i transformed in a cage.... Nor do I want to find out.

I'll be looking for my Blood Magic Grimoire tonight if the bone collector will stop muttering to himself and un-chain me. If anyone finds it, leave it on your front porch, I'll stop by tonight if all goes well.

Necromancer doctor...

9) Quite a turn this situation has taken... the werewolf I have captured has turned out to be a bloodmage (A mage who uses blood as a reagent in magical spells)

He came to this area actually looking for me... so that I would CURE his lycanthropy... Me... a necromancer playing doctor...

In any case I'm sorry that this entry cannot be very long, but I've given this man access to this blog and he will post some of our progress.

The full moon, red moon, and how they screwed me over...

8) Hello again. Have you ever had a third party ruin your perfect plans? That is exactly tonight's topic. You see... I had previously disclosed to you my plans to capture the werewolf that is running around here but I seem to have run into an issue...

I've captured the werewolf, don't get me wrong, he's in a cage behind me. He seems to have a mate. That's right, another werewolf is running about now tracking me down. Good thing my luck has taken a turn for the better because I now have enough materials to work a minor decay spell. A fair few of them actually. Killing the she-wolf will not be an easy task... but perhaps this other cage will do fine.

Onto issue number two, tonight has a red moon... which means that female werewolves become what we experts call... really really strong...
I'm not sure if I'm quite screwed yet but just to make sure I'm not... I've barricaded the the doors and chained the male's mouth shut (he he he he ha ha ha)

Wolf hunting.

7) Almost the full moon, and boy have I got a plan. Werewolves must make excellent guard dogs, if I can capture this werewolf, and somehow keep it in werewolf form, I may be able to control it with a dominate mind spell... if it actually works.

Concerning the Order, as much as it joys me to see how their entrails were torn from they're bodies, it worries me that the werewolf mentioned above was not the culprit. There is in fact a blood mage wandering about. Although his target was obviously the order, I can't help but feel somewhat concerned for my own safety, lacking any kind of minion with which to defend myself.

Anyway, as you can tell I still have no minions and am no closer to the elusive Lichdom ritual... perhaps another relocation is in order... the thought makes me writhe... No matter, someday I will emerge from the shadows victorious as immortal, deathless, soul devouring Lich.

If only...

Sailing a Failboat...

6) Getting restarted again is a pain. I've spent the last couple of nights gathering whatever the Order actually left INSIDE the graveyards. YES! They took things!! A LOT OF THINGS!!! They're paladins, I thought they didn't do things like that.

Ah yes, more fantastic news: There's a werewolf running around. As if my situation couldn't get any more far fetched, now there's a werewolf. Did I ever tell any of you how random my life is? The scraps left from his prey are from last cycle though... but that's obvious because it's not the full moon yet.

Still no minions. I feel very alone right now. It's almost eerie. Perhaps made even more so because my activities are strictly nocturnal. Although I do have enough materials to continue construction of my phylactery. Perhaps a little construction project is what I need to shake this feeling of desolation that has encompassed my mind.

By the by, If anyone has any extra shadow essence lying about... I could use some.

Narrow Escapes and Short Goodbyes...

5) Wow. I don't even know where to start. I've been shot at, cursed at, and chased around. The Order has pulled back, running away from some unknown enemy which has driven them from their positions around town. I don't know who heard my cry for help but thank you.

The shock of recent events has thrown me slightly off track. I spent several nights sleeping in the nearby woods for fear that the Order would find my concrete storage house. Stupid paladin dogs...

I'll try to get back on track as soon as I can. I apologize for my delays.

By the way Shaun.... I told you so.

As he let out a long, drawn out sigh...

4) It's as I've feared. The Order has tracked me to this general area. Though lying low would be my best bet for survival, I can't help but feel a kind of vengeful hunger brewing within me. Revenge for destroying my research and driving me out of my home.

All of the local cemeteries are under constant surveillance, getting materials won't be an easy feat at all. It's distressing to think that what was such a mundane task before has become as difficult and tedious as when I was just a student...

As of now I have no thralls, and no way to create any good ones. Quite frankly I'm stuck. I have no idea what to do next and my progress has been brought to a screeching halt until the Order either figures I'm not here, or finds and kills me. To any fellow necromancers who know where I am PLEASE HELP ME. I'm cornered and I have no way out of here.

Up and Running... Finally

3) My sincerest apologies for not updating yesterday. It was a busy time. Thanks for your help Shaun, I will be sure to research those lost summoning circles for you in return. But I still urge you not to try and summon three ghosts at once... it's just a stupid idea.

My computer is up and running, so I should be able to continue my research and study of the Lichdom ritual at last. Hopefully those wretched Order fools don't discover my whereabouts again and cause yet ANOTHER upheaval of territory. We're a dying breed, brothers.


Onto business. I'm going scouting for the local cemeteries tonight. I can only hope that the Order is not out patrolling them, as I've see in various other places, and I am grieved to admit that they are well structured. They're organization is only outmatched by their ruthless efficiency. I'll have to work harder in the future to outwit them. Until then, keep the supplies coming, I'll be a Lich before any of you can say doomsday.

My Quaint Concrete Hovel...

2) I've found a place to set up my equipment and such. A charming little storage facility that looks as though it has been forsaken for some years now. To be frank, I'd rather prefer a crypt or something that contained a greater abundance of necrotic materials. The masses of dead mice in the back will not suffice for any type of serious reanimation, and will only serve as entertainment or other useless activities.

Luckily the building's owners seem to have forgotten to shut off the electricity so I will be able to set up my computer in there soon. Posting all of my information from this library has been attracting the attention of the over cautious stooge of a librarian.

By the way, Shaun, you asked about my input on etheromancy (The summoning and taking command of ghosts) and I think it's worth a try if you've got the guts. Just don't do any thing stupid. Aethan and I are not around to help you anymore and I've heard that etheromancy can be risky if not approached the right way.

Once there was a lair... but...

1) Hello, members of the Inner Circle. As you may have noticed, I have not been answering from my previous contactable addresses... well you can thank the Order of the Benign for that.
In any case, my previous place of residence has been raided and destroyed and I've escaped with only my life... thanks for the freakin' back up, Chaerl, you nasty, stuck up weed.

I will continue my research into the Lichdom ritual, as promised, and in the future... please do not leave my ordered materials ON MY FRONT PORCH!!!!