August 30th
Spargus is growing even more and beautiful as the days continue. We are safe here. We thrive here. I've found about six underground wells and there is enough wild game here to last. It seems our population has also grown greatly. Mar would enjoy it here with all the little kids and Lizards to ride. It's still a long from civilization, but it is a home.
Sometimes I wondered if I just should have ran away from Haven before thing got this bad.
If I went away with my waste Lander born wife as soon as we married and had Mar here….
Would I still be able to hold you, Aurora?
September 7th.
Sig once again is here to save our lives. He and hatched a plot to get back at the horrible king. Sig is going to be our spy. I wasn't a fool to what was going on back in the city. Far from it. I knew That slob Krew would be mucking around in something almost as filthy as himself. It was I who instructed Sig to work with him: get much needed information and supplies using the pipeline in the pumping station with the excuse of metal head hunting.
My only regret is that I cannot come with.
October 7th
It's cold at night. Too cold.
One child has already died. So I'm working on some plans to make a heater ran on red eco. With any luck I'll have it working in two weeks or so.
I pray Sig comes home soon.
Well while I out in the desert I stumbled upon some strange artifacts. Some armor of some sort.
I wondered who this belonged to?
October 31st
Tonight is a great night. The generator is working, most of the buildings are constructed, and Sig is home safe. Sporting a rather interesting armor of metal head bones. He thinks he looks ravishing. Haha! That best friend of mine. Just when I thought the day couldn't get better, my people had a feast in my honor! I have never been more touched.
Oh Aurora! If you see the arena they build for me! It's beautiful… A place where real men thrive. I'm so happy! And that armor turns to be Mar's. There are a group of Monks who I let stay here. Not that I value their other world, day star mumble jumbled but they are very wise people.
So the mar once walked this very land.
I must say I am impressed. But I would much more enjoy if my Mar walked through his land.
March 23 of next year.
According to what Sig, my old city has gone to hell. Well much worst than hell. He also tells me stories of some renegade kid running around making trouble for Praxis.
I say kudos to that man. Someone needs to hand Baron his ass.
But other than that… When I'm not over run by pride, but swamped with sorrow.
I build an entire city in the desert, but I cannot rescue my own son!
Mar… you'd be about 5 or 6 years of age now huh? My little warrior, I hope Veger is at least feeding you well enough.
Did you know you didn't stop breast feeding till you were 5 months? Ha, although…I can't blame you .I just stopped to be honest with you Mar.
Sorry, when you're older you'll understand that comment, although I'm sure it won't please you much to know that much information. You have no idea how much I stay wake thinking how you! I want to be there for you…to teach you to hunt and swim and…
Look, you got your old man crying… Well that's enough writing for one night.
July 4th
So The renegade kid is victorious!
He took out Barron, Errol, and Krew.
Either this guy has rage issues or is just plan insane. Mar pay attention. A true warrior displays level headiness during all battles; expect if he is as headstrong as your old man. So with Spargus thriving I can finally sit back. Mar, all I'm missing is you.
August 3rd.
We found a man wondering in the desert. He had some fuzzball with some kind of monkey bird. He looks kind of broken. We don't not need any spies from the city. We need to test if he is capable or not.
We took him back and I had my maids care of them. They gave him new clothes and cut his tangled hair.
Tonight I test him.
Mar I wish you could witness this.
Oh, not the fight, but this bird monkey thing that won't shut up. He says his name is pecker and he serves as a translator for sage named Onin. I'll keep him only because if they do turn out to be spies, then I have something to hold against him
August 4th
His name is jak.
He is very capable and strong and Angry. But I can see why, with all that dark eco pumped into him. I swear if I ever find out anyone ever did that to my son, I'd pull out his heart right where he stood. He is wroth something, and not because… well because he looks a lot like Aurora does… and he is stubborn as I am. In some ways he feels like a son.
What am I saying… we will just see if he impresses me more.
August 6th
And he just keeps impressing me.
Herding lizards, beating Kliever at racing and shooting!
My my what an incredible young man… I want to stick around a bit longer here although I gave him the pass in and out of the city. He could be rather helpful and just in between you and me, Mar: he'd make a great older brother. Even with the eco…
Even Sig taken a liking to the boy… and that's a tough nut to crack.
Jak…May the precursors bless the ground you walk on. You give us hope that the dark markers will soon just be a forgotten memory. I believe in you. Mar, forgive me for giving your armor away, but Jak may need it more than you know.
September 12th
I can't take it any longer. I am just stick of this war. Sig has tried to stop me from answering to jak's distress call, but alas I digress. Mar… My beloved son: this might be my last entry, but know this:
I died with honor along side of a great warrior. And hopefully I died kicking Veger's shinny pale ass!
In this journal are sketched of various things, and blue prints to the city, and other machines, I hope it sparks interest in you to travel the world as a protector. I also left the picture of when you were younger with your mother so you never forget that you come from the house of Mar. I'm sorry son. That I couldn't be much a father, but hopefully, you lived a much more charmed life than I.
Meet a smart beautiful girl. (Hopefully one who doesn't have your mother's temper)
Explore things and break barriers.
Get a friend who proves his friendship with love and not wealth.
Listen to your elders
And Mar, You don't have to grow up angry. It's ok to let go of what you're feeling.
My son… I love you. And hopefully I'll see you soon.
The king you will one day suppress
Damas.
Ok folks that's all! Sorry if it sounds choppy again, but hey I tried. This ends with the part in Jak 3 when Damas of course dies and Jak finds out he is the prince. I want to do a fic when jak actually finds this journal, but that only if I get reviews. Hope you enjoyed.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this, but I wish I did!