Fredas, 14th of Heart Fire 3E 418
I got up this morning and asked for something to do. Master Mannimarco said I can do whatever I felt like, so I went for a walk. While walking, I heard someone scream and a roar. Out of instinct, I ran as fast as I could to where the cries were coming from. A huntress was being pursued by a troll. She tripped and was mauled violently. I rushed in before the beast was able to make its kill. I tackled it and started to violently pound its body wherever I could. I channeled fire into my fists, punching harder and harder. Its face, now burn, a new wave of energy came to me. I was somehow absorbing is fatigue and strength. I threw my punches faster and faster with even more force. Then a snapping noise was heard. Apparently, I had been hitting the troll's face so hard that I must have broken its neck. Standing up with no fatigue whatsoever, I turned to see the huntress. She was a wood elf. In return for saving her, she gave me her ebony bow and went off to…who knows where. I now have some interest in archery. I should practice it whenever I get the chance.
Fredas, 21st of Heart Fire 3E 418
Master Mannimarco has noticed how often I'm carrying the bow around. I think he doesn't like it because it doesn't relate to what we do. I told him how I got it and he seemed displeased. I hope I haven't angered him that much. Who knows what might happen if he gets too mad.
Lordas, 22nd of Heart Fire 3E 418
I've made adept! Although I feel as if my personality has started to change. I've become more ruthless. Killing has become...enthralling, but I don't want to become a killer. Mannimarco captured an Imperial during midday and told me to kill him. I asked him how and he said,"Lantrius, I suspect you're not taking necromancy seriously. If you want to be one you have to kill living beings, capture their souls, and reanimate. Now, I haven't seen you kill anybody in person and you only did so in self-defense. By my standards, that doesn't count. Do this and you're one step closer to your precious title of master, and I'll believe that you're still with the art of necromancy." So, I killed him and that satisfying feeling popped up. I can't keep feelings like that with me. It feels...wrong.
Morndas, 24th of Heart Fire 3E 419
Master Mannimarco has some "friends" over at the lair right now and I can't be in there while they discuss things. I found this nice little open area to practice my archery skills. The bow string is harder to pull back than I thought it. Gods that lady is strong! I do however seem to be getting the hang of it.
Sundas, 2nd of Last Seed 3E 419
It's been a year since Master Mannimarco took me in as an apprentice. I think that I have more power than his so called "friends" and I'm not a master yet. He's stalling my progress and I know it. "Do this and you're one step closer." he says. To hell with that! I don't know what he's so afraid of. Whatever it is it's starting to really annoy me! I need to have patience. If I wear the robes he gave me, maybe he declare me master? It's worth a shot even though I already know the outcome.
Fredas, 7th of Last Seed 3E 419
Today I met one of Master Mannimarco's friend's apprentice. She was here because her master was as well. She isn't as strong and young as I am, but I think that's why she gives me this nasty look. She was an altmer like Mannimarco and about, I would guess, twenty nine years of age. We chatted for a little bit out of boredom and asked her if she likes anything outside of necromancy. She said, "I like animals and swordplay. But I don't tell my master that. He'll probably toss me aside like a rag. How about you?"
"Archery, swords, animals, and elves I suppose.
" Elves?"
"Yeah, I like archery and elves because...I saved this Bosmer huntress from a troll attack and she gave me her ebony bow. She was...beautiful. It really gave me a different view on people other than humans."
She tried to hide her smile. "That's adorable. How would you like some sword lessons?" She offered and I said yes. It appeared as if I had a natural talent for it. I should look for one of the silver swords if Master hasn't disposed of them already.
Sundas, 9th of Last Seed 3E 419
Turns out he got rid of all, but missed one. I found it behind one of the rocks in the cave. I must hide it just in case. Mannimarco says that we'll start moving to Skyrim in three days. I hear it's pretty cold up there.
Turdas, 27th of Last Seed 3E 419
We have finally arrived in Skyrim and it doesn't seem as cold as I thought I would be, although still pretty chilly. We are currently staying at, "Dead Man's Drink" in Falkreath. For some reason, Mannimarco didn't use his real name. I am starting to become very suspicious of him. Besides, it's actually pretty cozy here than I expected. I saw this pretty Nord lady named Alva Maiden-Loom. She was sweet to me and offered me free food. I said no thanks and she took it well.
Fredas, 28th of Last Seed 3E 419
After finishing breakfast Alva asked if we needed anything else. Mannimarco refused anymore service but I said, "Something for the road please". She replied with the sweetest tone I've ever heard except from mother, "Anything for you sweetie. Here's some spare bread." And she gave me a kiss on the cheek.