Reynaldo Journal: Reynaldo Decides on a Plan

We are aboard ship heading to Castille, or at least part of it. Our passage has been less than pleasant. Lord Boris's man has arrested the arrogant Castillian Swords-master for crimes against Avalon. I care not what he has done the man is a murderer and deserves his punishment. Pablo has accepted his arrest with civility which is thankful because who knows how many men would have lost there lives trying to subdue him.

Sabene is lost to us I think. Poor girl, she let her infatuation with Pablo make us doubt her loyalty to our party and now I don't think that even if our suspicions are unfounded (which I doubt severely) that she could ever win back the trust of Enrique or William. As for myself, well she has proven to be a typical Vodacce, sly, self-centered, and uncompassionate. My heart aches knowing that the game has taken another innocent and made them into everything I despise about my home. Damn the game.

We will put into dock soon so I do have to go but I have to put one more thing onto paper. I think I know what to do about my "friend". I have said I am willing to do whatever it takes and I am but now I just have to find a way to do it. But for now, I am enjoying being with my family. I am enjoying the wind in my hair and the spray on my face. I am enjoying my role as the clown, trying to make my companions as happy as they can be in these situations.

I am trying to leave them with good memories of me. I want to take with me the love I have found with my family. As I said I think I have found out what needs to be done. But until then, I am counting. I am counting days and minutes, hours, and even seconds. I am counting my time. It worked once before so it must work again.

Please Theus, be merciful and let it work once more.

Reynaldo DeRicci