Journal+-+Faruq+al-Hamadāni

21th of May Well it looks like I’ll be in Ireland for a while, might as well start writings things down before I forget. I work for for Mr. Cartwright at the King’s Consort in public relations and have been for the last five years, I think this means debt collection, but who knows. James Hunt is indebted to the Consort and is working to pay of his debt. Without knowing how much he gets compensated I am unsure how long this will take him, or if I should do anything to affect this either way.

Currently James Hunt, Benjamin Clifford, Brocc and myself are traveling to Maynooth from Naas. Currently I’m not really sure if either or both were supposed to be tied to this, but they are now so I’ll have to move forward based on that. Two other possibilities are William Fiztgareld and Jack Mendel, although one is purported to be “evil” and the other is dead.

Note: check between 4-5 PM, 16th of May: William Fiztgerald assaults a staff member of the King’s Consort

22nd of May Nothing of interest so far today, it was insisted that we meet with Anglade but it seems he will be gone for some time. Hopefully we can check on the catacombs before it gets too late. Brocc has messed with the horses again, this time he tied them together, or was it to something? anyway this resulted in them running out of town. He also sold the carriage, but somehow didn’t get anything for it. I hope that none of his antics will come out of my pay.

Note: 8 PM - Morning, 5/6 of May: Nuns vanish from Maynooth

23rd of May [Handwriting quality is severely declined] Well it turns out that when Brocc tied the horses together it caused them to panic and one of them crushed my arm hard enough to necessitate amputation. Who knows how long I’ll be stuck here in Ireland one-armed. Why was I sent on this assignment anyway? I don’t even know what land-sharks are, much less how to fight them.

On the bright side I didn’t die from the [word scribbled out] horses. A slightly odd woman with some sort of medical knowledge happened to be around. She seems a little overbearing, but a good deal more competent then my other traveling companions. Speaking of competence Ben has proved himself a perhaps suspiciously good fighter, especially compared to James who claims to have been a soldier. Brocc continues to be Brocc.

25th of May

It seems that Aela was more injured by the horses than I initially realized, she will require care for at least a few days, delaying us in Maynooth for the time being. At least this gives me an opportunity to repay her for saving my life. Our search of the Fiztgerald estate proved fruitless, but their is another in Rathangan that we should also check. It turns out Anglade might be in Rathangan as well, but we will have to get there quickly if we are to run into him before he leaves again.

I hope when we return to Maynooth the study in the catacombs will still be intact, the information might prove useful. Jack’s daughter seems determined find out how to replicate what was done to Fiztgerald, but she doesn’t even speak the language the books are written in. Before we leave we should make sure the poor thing isn’t going to starve herself to death down there. I doubt Aela would really burn it, after all who knows how well the catacombs would ventilate all the smoke. Still if I could figure out what to take I would bring a few books along for safe keeping.

[Text in purple is written in Arabic]

27th of May [Thoughts]

It occurs to me that I have now spent more time in Maynooth than I have spent anywhere else in Ireland, or most places I’ve been to for that matter. There’s still plenty I don’t know about it too, but I doubt I’ll to learn more anytime soon and perhaps that’s for the best. Although I suspect the mysteries behind the powers it offers are not limited to just a single little town. Especially after it was made painfully clear to me that fate wants me elsewhere, at least for now.

I’m still a little confused over what happened back when we were retrieving the carriage, one moment James is talking to the others in Gaelic and the next he pulls out a gun. I wish I could have understood what they were saying, maybe I could have helped defuse the situation, but as luck would have the one who's willing to kill for a pile of lumber on wheels is our only "diplomat". What’s even odder is taking the body away and disposing of it in the woods when there was at least one eyewitness to the fight. Did Ben want the townspeople to assume we kidnapped him or he ran off somewhere? This little mishap really reflects on what Aela was trying to tell us, both about forming plans and about Brocc.

In a lot ways I feel bad for them; did they choose the link they have? At least with my chains broken I might be in a better position to manage the incoming chaos. I really need to keep things moving along. The sooner I’m done with all this the sooner I can start regenerating.

30th of May [Thoughts]

Well I think I found the convergence the A.A. was so concerned about and even if it’s not it doesn’t really matter at this point anyway. At the very least I’m a lot closer to finding out what happened to Alfred, although I would have prefer different circumstances. This whole situation really spiraled out of control, but in some ways it was unavoidable once we had set ourselves down its path.

My one major regret in all this is not listening to Aela when I had the chance. Even after I saw Brocc beat a man to death over a carriage I still gave him the benefit of the doubt, I was a fool. However after tonight I’m not really sure which us of us was the bigger fool, Brocc risked all of our lives by angering a god that was perfectly open to negotiation but I was the one who led him there and I wasn’t strong enough to stop him.

Ultimately I had to do the only thing I could think of to appease this “Robert”. I really have no idea what the consequences will be but at least for now most of us are alive, although for Benjamin things looked bleak unless he too is some sort of beast inside. My hope now is that some small measure of good can still come out of this, if what was promised is true at least my downfall may be able to help others.

I hope I’m never in the same room with Brocc again, at least not without a king’s ransom in silver. Although I do hope I have the chance to see Fintan and Arianne after I get back from this trip I think I’m being sent on. After all the hardship they’ve endured I hope they find some measure of happiness, or whatever passes for happiness in Ireland.