*Leather bound book hidden behind an armoire*

What do I write in a journal?... book.. tome...

My life has been fliped and twisted so many times for so long.
Parents death.. raising, then having to kill them...
Life on the run, hiding behind a jester's suit forcing loss of any memories, good or bad, having no purpose.

Going to Trinsic was the best thing I ever did, Lady Jade saw through the fool's outfit I was in. She gave me a path, a direction for my life to follow. She saw something no one else saw at the time.

I have removed the colors that have taken the impression of Trinsic Duchy from my body, None of them ever reached to me. I am no longer Jaston the Weird, I will prove people wrong when I need to. I am Jaston Weir, I have a life of purpose now. All my thanks go to Lady Jade and the House of Tremere, For I may be some joker on the corner somewhere if it was not for them.

Time to make some new memories...

I wonder if anyone would ever read this.
I am sure if they clean this building they will find it.
That also depends who finds it and who they are to judge what I write.
The only place I am free to speak my mind is in my mind.
At any rate, if this journal is found here it should be a resonable guess of just geography of who would have written it, that insures some free word.

It seams when Lady Jade sends a few of us somewhere, sometimes the others seam ... itchy to fight. I am not doubting their skills or even my own. I have never been one for fighting as first solution.
They did follow me instead of leading themselves, It seamed like we were all equals when we set out. Could they understand that Lady Jade did not want us in trouble. Therefore following me who would rather listen and converse instead of pulling a weapon?

I was in need to search a place in the house for me.
Being eyes and ears may be exa-
*interupted writing*

*rough writing down the page*
I made it home, I dont know how.
I woke up in Trinsic's Healers. How I go there is even more of a mystery... no one was awake except one healer. I was able to distract him and make my way out.
Removing my bandages I realized I was either there for along time, or I healed quickly, either way I was there for too long.

So, I came back here. Though I am ashamed, that woman who attacked me, I should have been able to defend myself better.

Only now do I think, I should have spoken into the wind before now.
I cant find my necklace Gwen gave me... and my hat was missing aswell as my weapons. Perhaps Trinsic confiscated them all.