[MrsJones]

( I've been using Tumblr as a sort of journal for Anneke. Check out the link in my signature! It's much prettier there ^^ But I'm going to repost most of it here too since this is the norm. Thanks for the idea @BrandenburgAngel )

Name: Anneke Morov
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Age: 22
Class: Rogue
Alignment: NE
Deity: Mask

Appearance: Very similar to the artwork below, with bright sky blue eyes, a slightly wavy blond bob, a lip ring, a height of just over 5 feet, and a petite frame overall with the toned physique typical of someone who works out regularly. Some might recognize her features and slight accent as Damaran.
Demeanor: Still generally shy and quiet, but more confident in herself than when she first arrived in Thay

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Entry 1

Some bastard on the caravan from Damara to Thay decided to paint my likeness without my knowledge. Thank the Darkbringer, I discovered his deceit and recovered the images with no more trouble than a little blood on my handaxe.

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Entry 2

I am thoroughly exhausted… Strangest. Night. Ever. An odd little red-headed elf named Alicaryn decided to include me and a rather… strapping armored fellow named Gabriel in a spontaneous sort of play-acting thing. With me as the desperate cabbage addicted damsel in distress and she as the cackling cabbage hoarding witch. Seriously. And for some reason I complied! I am seriously considering that a spirit may have momentarily possessed me…

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Entry 3

I dreamed of my brother’s death, just like it really happened. Slow and ugly, my father praying by the bed. But then his pock-marked body rotted away before my eyes until nothing was left but a bare skeleton. It seemed the Darkbringer spoke to me, commanding “Let the rot cover all… Fear me and obey.” I immediately woke in a cold sweat and set to building a fire to stop the shivering.

I pray for His dreams each night, but the ones with my brother are the hardest to bear. I wish I knew if it was really Him... or just nightmares. At least I’m feeling like myself again. Cabbages indeed…

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Entry 4

Best. Day. Ever. Normally, I’m the quiet, thoughtful one in the corner, but right now I can hardly contain my joy! Thank the gods I found somewhere private to write this down… Where do I even begin?! …Darius! I almost fainted when I spotted Moander’s symbol on the back of his cloak. Before today, I’d never met another of the Darkbringer’s children, and now I have the chance to be part of the cult that will return our Lord to its former glory! I don’t even know what to do with myself - I’m twitching with anticipation. A slain corpse, that will calm my nerves…