Montag der 16. März, 1220
Tonight, I was reminded once again of my lost humanity. Nora has been something of a special project for me ever since we first met. She is nearly human, this one. In the time we've been partnered, I have never seen any sign of her Beast. To this night, I have no idea how she feeds. I admire her conscience and sense of humanity. It is unfortunate that I have to push her, always, toward the maw of her Beast. If I don't she will perish, but when I do, I fear she will be lost in another, worse way.
This evening, Voradore called upon us to find and eliminate a criminal gang known as the Snakes, who were preying on our limited kine. Humans, limited humans.
We had located their headquarters, and I took advantage of the situation to force Nora's aggression. It took much arguing, and my heart was not in it, but she eventually relented, and went in to kill the leader.
Once the deed was done, I came in after her, to finish the cover-up, and to be certain she was still herself.
She had run him through with a sword, and yet seemed more surprised and horrified than the bloody corpse before her. Worried she might frenzy, I did my best to comfort her and talk her down. For the first time in years, the Lord smiled upon me, and Nora recovered.
Tomorrow evening, Voradore wishes us to seek out a man that runs and hunts as a wolf, preying on ki- humans. I hope Nora is better recovered by then.
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