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Entry 1: Yesterday Aveline arrived on the homestead, Patience Gibbs by her side. I am glad that I took the time to request her aid in convincing Patience to at least give the brotherhood a chance. From what little I saw of her in training today I am more convinced than ever that I was correct in my initial feelings about her, that she does indeed have a remarkable aptitude for this way of life and should prove very helpful if she chooses to remain with us.
Entry 2: It's been over a week since both Aveline and Patience arrived and today as I sat in my study(once Achilles study) she came to me and asked whether or not it would be okay if she remained for a time. Of Course I said that she could remain if that is what she desired but when I asked for an explanation she quickly tried to maneuver the conversation elsewhere and I may have pressed further on the subject if Dobby hadn't interrupted suddenly, wanting a word with me about the state of our newly founded relationship.
Entry 3: There has not been much to report in the last few weeks, Patience's training has been progressing fairly well and Aveline is still here going out on missions and helping with the training of the various recruits who we will obviously need to maintain our position in America. My relationship with Dobby is still well and I find myself feeling happier when she isn't away on mission but here with me instead . I feel selfish for these emotions after all what I told Lance and doctor White at the inn a few years ago still rings true, the brotherhood demands my attention and will for the foreseeable future as it grows in strength.
Entry 4: Nothing to write about for the last month of much importance. Dobby is leaving in the morning for an assignment in New York and I know I will miss her while she is gone. For now she is asleep in our bed and I can't sleep, always a lot on my mind.
Entry 5 : She is dead. Dobby is dead, killed on assignment in New york. A simple assassination of a smaller templar operating out of the city. When we didn't hear from her or of the man's death Jacob Zenger went looking for information. The innkeeper told him that a woman had died two days ago there but she was slumped over and he originally had thought she'd passed out from drink. He managed to find her body and what he learned from it only increases my sorrow . She was stabbed to death, one wound, made by a hidden blade.
