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Adirah of Teba's clan!

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meet my newest child Adirah she’s my second ever oc, i have no clue what i’m doing

Gods, my head aches and my eyes keep on crossing.  The whole world has two faces, a hundred Lyssas staring back at me in unmerciful judgment.  I didn’t even come into work this morning.  Kraddock will be annoyed, but he owes me for covering while his cubs were born, so he’ll get over it. One would think I’d be old enough to know better, that alcohol never solves a problem, and now I have an hangover while still feeling angry about Laezela’s abandonment of all the hard work I’d put in on her wedding.  It was going to be a fabulous affair befitting of her station - well, except for the groom, there was never going to be any fixing Mr. Caliday into a proper husband, but the heart wants what it wants.  The rest would have been perfect, though. … I bet she looked wonderful in her dress anyway. That woman could make a burlap sack look fashionable.  I hate her for that.  Money and looks, and not an ounce of societal sense to go with any of it.  It’s completely wasted on her.  This could have been the event of the year if she’d only let me- Damn the six. I need a martini.

I have made, I think, a friend. It's somewhat of a rarity for me, but I'm wondering if I'd always set myself apart, and that it is my own fault for that. Hiding behind my desk was a social segregation, not just a dereliction of fighting duties. I wouldn't have expected to befriend an asura, though, but Reeth is probably the most like me of any other person in this company. Even more like me than Laezela. Laezela lacks any fire to her, and I can't imagine ever having a conversation with her about odd places to have sex. We can giggle about novels, and I can confide in her, but there is a limit there to discussing the strange and uncomfortable. It's probably the noble upbringing. ... Why did I want to marry into nobility again?  I would have been awfully lonely, in hindsight.

There is a certain symmetry to the headquarters closing and my returning to the martial branch. Not a symmetry I really prefer, but I enjoy the sad, cyclical poetry of it, the way that what I've ignored has come back around and drawn me in again.  I took over this company through a violent act that I kept to myself. I see D'Arveni in my dreams sometimes, covered in blood.  They're never nightmares.  Justice weighs easily in my conscience; I have no remorse.  I am drawn to this.  Why didn't I see it before? I see now that Grenth has been stalking me after all, but it wasn't what I'd thought. Greg has accepted who he is, that he is Grenth's weapon. Just like Mal was.  I, too, am supposed to be Grenth's weapon, but I've avoided that. Until now. Part of me still thinks it's insane that I'm buying into Greg's crazy talk, but the rest of me wants this. I want to stay here in Lion's Arch. I want to serve Grenth as he does.

There’s more work than ever around here. I’ve sent Greg away without going to dinner three of the last four nights. He’s going to start believing that I no longer care for him anymore at that rate. It’s not about him, though. It’s about making sure things get done, and that the company doesn’t tear itself apart in the process. While part of me hopes that the agreement Kraddock and I made will reintroduce some sanity to our operations, along with some peace and quiet, the other part knows that it’s never that simple. Still, what I wouldn’t give for a distraction that isn’t surrounding some half-wit that’s brought it all on his (or her) own self. Excepting Laezela, of course. I’ll tolerate all of the wedding insanity she wants, even if that’s just as crazy as the next thing. She’s marrying a coward that quit the Champions… while I never blinked about the noble-commoner mix, the idea of someone so responsible and poised marrying such an abject failure continues to confuse me.  Maybe, deep down, she’s just doing it to have kids, and she’s no different than I am after all.