Ali!

I finally found Alais. I was searching for her soul to ressurect her and I found her, oddly enough, on a whole different plane. It was just a trace, but it was in a cave that someone had been living in. I was sure that her killer was planes hopping to avoid me. I had an idea though, a modified recall spell like the kind sometimes put on enchanted weapons. I first cast a tracing spell on the little spit that had been used for cooking and then cast the spell to return it to its owner.

Once that was done I opened a portal to where the item was. I was tired by this time after so much planar travel but whoever had killed Alais couldnt be allowed to go free any longer. I ported to my destination and found... Alais.

After we tried to kill eachother for a bit and I threw a tantrum she told me that the one that was killed had been a clone, that Valkryn had taken her when she left the tower, which she apparently did because she thought *I* was a danger to her. I can't even explain how much that hurt, that her complete lack of faith in me, acting like I was some fool when I'd braved dragons and drow and dryders all over her pointy eared ass.... And that that caused so much misery.

Anyhow, I yelled at her for what her disappearance without any explanation had done to Mar, and then we made out a way we could keep in touch and I went and told Marquie. I couldnt tell her the whole thing, she's still very unstable. But I did tell her that Ali was going to be broguht back good as new, and she seemed to brighten. She also acknowledged that her killings had been wrong and that she was going to change that part of herself and stop going batshit insane any time someone died.

That made me feel a bit better considering that Siona's reaction when I bound Mar's powers was to demand that I fix it and just let her run off and kill whoever she pleased. Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who cares about human life anymore, everyone else is just concerned for their own little circle of friends, if that. It all seemed to be for nothing until Marquie told me I was doing the right thing and that made it all better. Mar has that effect on people...

After that it got rather lonely, hardly anyone I know is about. I've been working for Siona in that usual futile hope that she'll start being my friend again. Sometimes I wish it worked like that. I'm researching Navere's weapons master and such. It's hardly the work I'm meant for, but it's something at least, and the love of a friend is a worthy cause.