John's Journal

Notes from the Luckiest Gambler and Unluckiest Man, The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time

This journal appears to be loosely bound together paper with a relatively cheap leather cover, the front of which is stamped with a large X encircled by a serpent appearing to eat it's own tail, at the very bottom Notes from the Luckiest Gambler and Unluckiest Man, The Wrong Place at the Wrong Time, is stamped into the cheap leather cover

 

the first page appears to be the table of contents, swiftly followed by the author seeming to apologize for not keeping very accurate notes as they just started taking notes last week on a date that seems to be unintentionally smudged by the author likely due to a slight lack of experience with the writing medium that is used.

Chained Lunatic
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Downtime

The first step on a long pathway, and a simple note on the nature of Man in a world of Magic

As I am writing this i must admit that my memories of what I was doing at the time are even worse than the day the nighthawks hired me. Though i wouldn't consider that failure to recall particularly note worthy as even the greatest among us Humans can often struggle with exact times and dates on which events happened especially in the case of nothing note worthy really happening within ones own life.

 

That said i do remember gaining powers beyond normal reckoning through drinking what is referred to in the hidden world as a potion something that set me down the pathway that i am currently traversing one step at a time

 

a simple note to myself though is that I am Human first then swiftly followed by the label of Man second, and should going forward reject those that seek to attribute false titles relating with magic and mysticism. There is really only one reason for this with that being a strong belief in the endurance of man too stride atop the ever spinning wheel of life and that momentous endurance and strength is not something to be discarded. For man runs atop the wheel of life seeking a simple goal, to make something from nothing, to turn life upon an uncaring world into fulfillment and purpose, it is Man's prerogative to shape mud into bricks, bricks into houses, and houses into cities, it is Man's job to build a base upon which a new generation can live and work better than the one before, a foundation built up by all of mankind's existence. And I fail to see a reason to forsake my duty to those who came before and those who are yet to come, in favor of visions, prophecies and magic.

I see no reason I should fail to achieve my duty for mere personal power and greatness

 

I am Human First, and a Man Second

Crescendo of a Puppet
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Downtime

Errors in the Mental Placements of Events upon a Timeline

As I write this I realize that i have erred in my recollections of which events happened when, so I seek to correct that for a timeline must be unbroken to be useful.

after my very first job i ended up saving a child from the orphanage that raised me as he had been kidnapped for some ritual by Bacchus though i am presently a little unsure on if that title refers to the leader or the group as a whole. Anyways the most note worthy parts of the story are towards the end, where I was being set upon by people defending the ritual who were wielding knives silver ones in fact, one of which i managed to steal on the way out, despite my efforts they managed to climb up onto the roof with me, and I not liking my odds of winning a 1v3 against those men decided to attempt to use something i had set up earlier, a very loose panel on the roof with the intention of having one or two of my aggressors end up outside the field of combat and evening up the odds some, of course fate and chance had other plans for this humble man, as I and not my aggressors ended up falling through the panel, upon which i rode down to small upon an unsightly fellow, and it is then that I saw Elliot the child that I was looking for, a very fortunate find if I do say myself, after trapping one of the henchmen under the metal sheeting of the roof, i decided to grab Eliot and make a break for it, I should note that I got away mostly unscathed despite the ritual leader throwing rocks like bullets and possessing veins channeling what appeared to be molten lava according to my spirit vision.

 

Any ways now that i have penned that adventure I realize I failed to do a whole lot else during this rest period. Though it is always useful and better to not act than it is to act foolishly and charge blindly. Though the dangers we are facing seem to be increasing in power and ferocity as time goes on which may eventually lead to me wishing I had gained more strength from outside sources, though i will not sell my humanity for that power, though it does seem like some of my companions that help greatly during these mission have at minimum been tempted with power in exchange for it, it should be noted that I do not fault those who take that trade, I may consider it a short sighted deal, but sometimes that power can be harnessed and tamed made to stand back in line, sometimes that power is needed to survive and I can never fault a person for a fear and attempted avoidance of Death's cold grasp, indeed it is human to fear death it is an end for that person it is no different than if all life has ceased to exist alongside them. That said it should be noted that this works differently for those that posses the means and ability to take a life, for one of those abilities needs to be the understanding and acceptance that you may die. The mind of man is always a strange and unknowable thing indeed, there is always something more to learn about it regardless of how much is already known.           

 

Though as always for a time line to be useful to observers it must be complete, though that doesn't mean things have to happen and be placed in order, merely that events are placed at all.

 

Downtime

Consequences of Actions Taken

As I write this I am not in the best condition as I currently have a bullet in me that needs removed though the bleeding is very minimal and has already stopped. it should be noted that my two companions that helped me in this event did not fare very well at all with Scott almost dying, though he came into the situation already injured heavily, Vivian did not fare very well either though nowhere near as bad as Scott. Anyways onto the how this happened.

 

First it appears the Bacchus gang did not take too kindly to my rescue of Elliot from their grasp, and it probably didn't help that soon after i escaped from them a number of their other bases in the area were raided by the police. So it appears in order to get revenge they set up a trap for me, a priority delivery to the noble quarter, with me specifically being requested, feeling this situation to be a bit odd I brought along Scott and Vivian, who were a great help against the ambush as Vivian managed to take out the scope of a rifle with the ensuing disorientation allowing me to rush into the building they were holed up in and club the would be sharp-shooter to a state of unconsciousness utilizing my trusty pocket watch with me then heading down the stairs to ambush the 3 individuals on the first floor, with me again taking down 2 enemies in the fight though one ended up dead is i slung my pocket watch through their skull, in retribution for nearly killing Scott, in attempted recompense Scott was allowed to do what they needed to for something, what that something is, I do not believe Scott has told me. It should be noted that Vivian once again pulled more than their share as they used one of the cards taken from the would-be assassins, and subsequently caused a man to burst into flame leaving only a skeleton, interestingly enough they didn't die there which is just good to note. Final note for this event Baccus seems to most likely have some connection to a group the worships the sun. So good to know about that connection.   

 

   

Alchemical Life?
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Downtime

Answers for questions asked

I have gotten some answers to some of the questions that I had, though it is still a little unclear, what the overlap between time and snakes or snakes and time could be, though it is clear that there is a cross between the 2 as a main person that i asked seems very sketchy about answering, because they are watching, who exactly they are I have no idea, though i do not doubt their probably existence. their is no doubt in my mind that there exists those who make a living and find purpose through watching over the world for specific words and phrases so that they may gain power through knowledge that they obtained through ill gotten means. The world is a vast place, and has a large variety of people some of whom would seek to gain through listening across the world simultaneously, it is quite funny to me though, that someone would truly gain that much power just to watch, but they can do what they want.   

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