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The following posts are Ceri's diary, written by herself when she is alone and bored... Ceri gets bored easily, so prepare for many an entry! xd

Note: Most of the entrys will be written the day after they happen in the RPing thread

Dear Diary,
Today was a very funny day.
Me and Myze were having a picnic, when Estra and Sol joined us with their sons.
After Estra had gone, Signis used Torvil's eyes to look at Myze.
He thought she was pretty!
After alot of blushing from Myze, and alot of laughing from me, Signis joined his and Myze's minds so that they could talk.
Thats where we had to leave.
It would be nice for Myze to find someone.
I've found that since i have become a god mother, I haven't dreaded being alone quite as much.
I guess my life has meaning now.
Well, for a while! blaugh
Anyway, thats all the interesting stuff that happend, so bye!

Farewell,
Ceri.

A page of Ceri's journal seems to have been taken over by a magic force. Neat scriptive writing of an unnatural glowing gold slowly appears on the page, forming a message specifically for Ceri. It is a Quest, and if she so chooses to accept this Quest, she will be granted the ultimate reward; the rare and coveted Elder form.

The message reads:


There is a space left at the bottom of the page for Ceri's signature. If she accepts her quest, she must sign the page.

Dear Diary,
This shall be my last entry for 3 days.
I have been given a quest, by the Guardians of the Pae'il race.
I must swim to the depths of the Tuatha'Ri Lake and obtain the rainbow pearl of the giant clam that inhabits the sandy bottom.
I must somhow split it, and absorb one half, sharing the other with Myze.
It is a wonderful chance and i will be accepting this task and setting out to the lake tomorrow.
I will not tell mother, for she will worry, but i will tell Myze, because i will need to find her quickly when i split the pearl.

Just imagine...me, an Elder.
The first!
Someone with a meaning.

Ceri

Limping slightly, Ceri breached the forests, soaking in the sudden increase in light. She hung her pack on a tree, setting up her blankets for that night. Brushing any dust off her bedding, Ceri straightend up, planning the next few hours.

Right. First things first. Find clam. yea, right.

So, hopping into the air, Ceri flew around, signing merrily.

Clam clam clam, where are you hiding? clam clam clam...

Ok, not the most sofisticated song, but a fitting one. She cirlced the huge lake, taking acount of the clouds, wind direction and sky colour. Ant storm or cold night could see her in danger. Seeing everything ok, Ceri turned her attention to the cold depths of her thinking place.

How ironic...

She thought, smilling. Memorising the deepest points, and the spot where Myze would be, Ceri picked a spot at almost random, and dived into the cool liquid.

Ceri's heart jumped; a clam! a big one too! Sure, it was not in a very bright area, but it might be sleeping. Ceri swam closer, heart beating wildly. She ran her hand over the shell, checking for the tell tale sliver tinge. No. Perfectly grey. Perfect. A pout slipped onto her lips, that of a child denied a present.

I was sure it was this one.

Ceri thought, very dissapointed. But, alas, being depressed gets us no where. She jumped off, back into the ever darkening water. The morning light had progressed, the sun position was clearer, despite her depth, and nearer the centre of the pool. Small silver fish darted past her head, shining scales bouncing light across her face. Not many creatures swam this deep, exept the common silver fish. That one was everywhere!

Ceri's lungs began to send signals to her brain. Air. Ceri looked up, realising that normaly, she could stay a few more minutes, but now, with the great expanse of water between her and the surface, she would have to set off now to prevent her own death. So, trying desperatly to swim straight up, Ceri push vertically, an arrow cutting through the water.

The bright morning sun splashed over Ceri's eyes lids, waking her from the dreams she was fighting. Leaping from her covers, a new determination in her eyes, Ceri walked confidently into the lake, steadier and calmer than before. The cool water lapped at her legs, then her arms, then over her head, until she pushed off the ground, speeding into the depths of the lake. A diferent direction this time. A different destination. And hopfully, better results.

I will find it.

After about ten minutes, Ceri reached a light spot, beams of bright white light slipping through the planes of liquid. A dark shape, a little larger than Ceri, became visible through the water. Ceri became exited, and sped up, a large trail of bubbles dancing their way upwards in her wake. Small, undifind details began to emerge, the shape, for instance, was not abviously a large, oval shape. Still her legs and arms went quicker, her heart beating like a frenzied drum in her chest. Suddenly, the unexpected happend. Splashes and bubbles spring from the opaque shape, causing Ceri to think that someone was going to take her prize. Acting upon this thought, Ceri sped up yet again, zipping through the water like a dart. Before she knew it, she was face to face...with a face. And a row of sharp, huge, powerful teeth. And a dull, green shark-like fish beating its huge fins in the suddenly less pleasant water. Ceri ran. Really, she ran. And didn't move.

Oh, yea, water...

She thought, joking even in the face of death. She rearanged her limbs and pushed off the sandy bottom, yet again using every ounce of her strenght to dash through the water. Her limbs felt heavy, her muscles calling for rest from two mad swimming acounts. So, the second large lump on the watery horrison was a welcome hiding place. It was far larger than the fish, so Ceri ducked behind it, not really looking at what it was once she knew it wasn't an even bigger fish.