Faith (Celeste) - The streets of Viletta are narrow, with tall buildings stacked tightly from the shoreline to the sheer slopes of Pyr mountains. The huddled buildings resembled a crowd gathering around a street performer, each looking to improve his view. This was true of all the buildings save one. The white stucco Church of St. Isidore stood in brilliant contrast to the red clay tiled roofs of the surrounding structures. When I was a little girl I often imagined that the bells of St. Isidore would one day sound on my wedding day. As I grew older, thoughts of wedding bells and silky gowns faded. It became clear to me that another path lay before me. One of piety and service.

As early as six I remember hearing guiding words of wisdom from a motherly voice. Her teachings would shape and mold me in ways I never imagined. St. Catherine's ministry urged me to a cause faraway from my home. Service to Cuthbert and the faithful would be my reward.

Today I came face to face with my younger self. Her dreams of love and belonging. Enzo Vittorio of the northern imperial city of Angel's Reach. My lover, fellow warrior, and friend has asked for my hand in marriage.

Is it a weakness of the flesh that I ponder this union. St Catherine has suggested that her influence would diminish as it did after the 14 Day war when I broke my vow of chastity. If I am to wed she explained, "There is only room for two in such an arrangement". Catherine would yield to the new arrangement and would from that point on visit me in they way she did others, visitation. Catherine has been like a mother to me all these years. I fear a bittersweet farewell awaits us. She has cautioned me to honor the traditions of the holy mother church and have a proper ceremony.

Enzo has never been one to observe custom and tradition with anything more that contempt and disdain. His proposal was no less true to form. I know his heart and I know my own. We will be wedded with witnesses and friends to know the depth of our commitment and our love for one another.

Silverhawk - Though I have many fond memories of the Leipzig Haus I cannot relax in that place. The bickering between Enzo and Celeste was no treat either.

I can report that the vampires in the village are truly an abomination. My training has hardly prepared me for fighting them. Calais' resolve has helped me set my mind in order. His decision to help the village be rid of the vampires proved to be a worthy cause at no cost to us beyond cuts a bruises. I had come to believe myself his equal, but I would have left them to their own devices. I still have much to learn from him. As a ranger It is my duty to deliver my charge safely to their destination. I have learned to broaden my definition of who I am in service to and what it means. I will one day deserve the title I have been granted. I now strive to be worthy of his love. Then my worth will be measured is the mill measures the river.

Lady Alecia Heisenberg has the strength of nobility to aid her in restoring the village. With the vampire menace gone we now seek a way back from the mystery that has taken us so far from our homes. A river of time divides us and we seek a crossing. The others believe we may find some answers at the plantation. The Heisenberg family and their guests were preparing to attend a masquerade ball at the plantation tonight. In order to veil our intentions until we can appraise the locals, we will attend the ball in their costume attire. Kirkland and the remaining guards will act as our driver and escort. I suspect this will gain us entrance with a secure fallback position if things go poorly inside.