Nilfs Diary (Norfthorn Lore)

== Nilfs Diary (Some Info lost to time) ==
==== Maaliskuuta, 2nd, 43 BSE (Before Server Existed) ====
Today was a normal day in the city of [Redacted]. Most people spent the day on the farms working to support their family's. The others probably spent their timing worshipping [Redacted]. I on the other hand was diving into the ways of art. I always enjoyed painting landscapes and some animals like Fox's. I don't know why most people call art stupid, they say it's a waste of time and no one will ever take an interest in it. I don't get it most other cities adapted the ways of art, writing, and schooling. I guess the Historic city of [Redacted] will never learn. 
==== Maaliskuuta, 7th, 43 BSE ====
Hmmm, I guess today was normal, other than the fact that the farms were basically empty while people spent their time around the river, or at their homes. Even the [Redacted] was pretty empty. I was planning to go to the blacksmith today. Purchase a cool shield for an upcoming battle. I think [Redacted] is coming I don't know why. The Kung seemed worried too. during his speech in front of the [Redacted]. Many people worried about the event. Most men volunteered to fight the [Redacted] while the animals were placed in [Redacted]. Let's only hope we can win this war. 
==== Maaliskuuta, 16th, 43 BSE ====
Well, today we got to work fortifying the city. We constructed walls around the entire city. Only leaving the farms outside of them. The people geared themselves with the strongest iron armor, with that I don't think the [Redacted] stand a chance. Anyway, all women and all children under the age of 15 were evacuated to our dearest friend [Redacted]. The battle starts in 3 days, and I think I'm ready to fight. 
==== Maaliskuuta, 17th, 43 BSE ====
Terrible day today. our Kung has been killed, by the hands of his own guards. The Kung had no heir, meaning the bravest soldiers would have to fight. My name was 1 of the names pulled from the list of people wants to take the thrown. The battle of the thrown starts tomorrow. We will have an all-out deathmatch on the farm the winner will take the thrown. I think ima using the decorative shield that I bought a while ago to hopefully stand a better chance. If I die during this battle, I hope this journal can reach my family in [Redacted]. 
==== Maaliskuuta, 18th, 43 BSE ====
Well, today was the great battle. It was me vs 4 other well-trained soldiers. The firework was shot into the air and all of us charged for the center of the farm. I used my shield I deflect all the hits. I got cornered near the [Redacted] however I used my shield to push the boy into the [redacted] where he met an unfortunate fate. There was only me and 2 other soldiers fighting. I looked across the farm and saw them having a sword battle. I was gonna use this to my advantage, and I grabbed the bow of another soldier. I grabbed the remaining arrows and aimed my shot. I waited for the perfect time to shoot, and when it came I shot killing both of them. I was titled Kung Nilfs the 1st. 
==== Maaliskuuta, 19th, 43 BSE ====
I hung my shield upon the wall of my chamber where it shall lie for the rest of eternity. I hid it behind [Redacted] which was also hidden under [Redacted]. I decided to stay and fight with my now people. As I was leaving the chamber I heard a voice. The voice came from the shield. it told me not the fight. it was very dangerous. I ignored it until it shot some fire at me I think it was. I turned around and was spooked. It was a man in a black robe. he said his name was Thornidr. I panicked and ran out but the thing told me good luck than before he vanished and dark smoke. I got out there and was immediately warned by a soldier that the [Redacted] attacked early, and most of our soldiers already perished. I ran to the [Redacted] wall where the battle was happening. As I climbed the wall and enemy soldier got the jump on me. I was stabbed 4 times before 2 of my soldiers saved me. They told me to run and hide somewhere safe. I decided to hide in my chamber. As I entered Thornidr was sitting down next to my shield, on a chair he brought down. He revealed a second one and I sat down next to him. As I'm writing this it's kinda blurry what we said. All i know is that it was a long conversation. After a while, I wasn't able to move. I am slowly feeling the urge to close my eyes and sleep. I knew I was gonna die here. Im hoping this journal W̷̨̡̧̱̖͕͔̖͕̬̪͎͙͓̲͉̼̥͈͙͚̰͇͍͐̈́̋̃̑̈́̽͊͌͐̈́̋͑̐͗̿̑͛͗̏̈̆͒̀̀̋͠͠͝h̴̢͈̞̟͎̼̳͓̻͈̝̺̏̄͌͆̽̾̕ę̴̯̪̹̉̿̊̈̏͑͑̓͒̈́̅͊̈͊̈̓̓͗̊̈́́͘̕͘̚͝͝͠ͅŗ̷͈̼̦̩̹̮̳͚̫̘͍͔̳̤̞̬̦̦̜̱̦͔͎̼̜̪̊̒͑̀̅̉̄̓͑̒̓͛͘͝e̶͓͛̌͂̏̈͂͘̕ ̶̢̢̨̡͎̪̺͇̟͈̣̲͎̺̓̅͒͌̀̏̕̕͝m̸̡̢̧̛̻̰̼̮̩̥̜̜̤̝͙̖͙̫̖̳͖̥͍͚͙̟̤̝͛́̀̆́̀̓̑̈́͊͜ͅy̴̡̢̱͖̬̦̣͙̮̼͇͉͍̳̝͓͓̞͎̆ͅ ̷̢̡̲̭̰͕̹̥̫̪̮̬̲͚̓̒̓͑͗̑͛͊̅̈́͊̓̑̿́͋̐͂͝͝ͅb̸̛̥̤͎̘̟̰͕̬̥͕̝͈̘̪̳̠̘͚̗̗̦̪̻̘̻̖̪͕̅̍̏̀͌͌̓̽̒̿̈́͑͒̔̿̋͊̄́̃͐̄͐̈́͋͘͘̕͝ͅỏ̵̝͎̉͐̇͘͝d̷̢̮͙̥͕͕̗̟̙̙̪̻͉̤̬̂͗͆̀̄̂̆͌̒͗̆̒̑̕͘͠͝y̵̨̫̘̫͙̮̟͈͙̤͔͈̰̓̒̇̌̏͗͛̇͜͜͝ͅ ̸̨̱͍̼̻̺̭̣̯̲͇̗͉͖̟̲͙̳̞̦̙̲̘̙̈́̈̉̀͆̑̓͌̔͐̅̆̅̇̄̓̃̈́̉̂̒̕͜͝͠͝͠s̸̢̯̮̘͙̦̮̖̱̭̱̘̝̃́͌̉͝h̶̨̧̧̢̢̗͎̺͔͈̦̞͓̥̥̲̱̟̻̩̯̖̗͍̞̀́̽͐̿̄̀̈́͂̑͝ͅa̵͙̎͌̎͗̑̏̀͒́̆̉̈͗̍̈̃͒͑̚̚͝ļ̶̨̲̝̖͔̬̫̹̦̰̣̪̮̄̇l̶̨̖͍̤͉̩̆͗̈̉̉͂̾͊̋̂̀̈́̊̉́͆̇̀͊͝ ̷̺̱̻̹̣̳̿̾͊͌̿̈̓̅̌̐̂̑̉͂͌̉̇̍̀̊̂͑͠͠͝ȓ̵͈̩̩̹̠̬̥̮̼͕̲̹̓̐̔͒̃̊͗͗̽̾̋̒̀̊͛̅̒̑͆̅̂̂̃̆̀͌͘͜͠͝e̶͎͇̝̺͕̭͕̦̳͚̬͖̹̥̝̗̝̘̱͉̖͒͆͑͐͑̅̈̅̃͛͜͝m̶̢̡̲͎̘̖̻̠̱̩̭͍̰̼̲̗̮̪̥̙̟̝̐̌̈́́̕͜͜a̷͇͇̽̃ì̶̧̡̢̨̠͔̗̜̣̠͎̜̭͓̲̰͔͈̻͕̮̥͇͔͖͍͌̂̉̉̔͜n̶̨̧̡̺͈̪̠̠̼̣̝̰̜̲̲̮̥̣̳̲͑̂̉̾͒͛͌́͒̉̀͆̏͑̂͒̓́͘͘͘͜͠͝͝ ̷̡̦̭̣̣̗͕̱̜̖̪͈͓̳͉͇̮̘͈͚͂͊͂̈̀́̃f̸̨̛̪͈̹̜̫͍̦́͛̄͑͌͌̅̅̋͌̐̾͛͗̓͝͠͠ǫ̴̡̡̢̡̛̘̗͙͚͉͓͈̮͙̠̙̪͙̺͕͈̫͚̲̼̀̓̊̐͑́̎̉͂͆͊̊̓̑̍͂̈́̍͑͒͐̈́̎̀͂̀̚͜͝r̸̫̯̣̰̗̫͍̮̳̜̭̳̖̰̟̙̻̬̜͓͇͍̦͌̈̆͌̓̾̆͒̿͋̈́̈̑̚̕͜ȩ̸̰̭̜̜̺͖͈̞̝̞̻̻̻͕̥͎̟͇̞͚̙̪̅͑̏͘͘͜͜v̵̢̧̢̜͔̣͔̣̫̟̮̙̤͙͕͕̥̳̮̲͉̤͙̻͚̯̰͂̍̌̀̋̋͑ͅȩ̴̛͈̹͎͇͇͇̭̘̞͑̀̐͐̇͒̈̾͒̐̀̚̚r̴̨̢̧͍̥͕͔̖̭̱̰̖̭̰̥͔̣͙̤͇͓̹͓̓͂̉̅̅͑̉͋͘͘͠ͅ ̷̨̡̛̼͚͓̲̳̙̘̪̘͙̩͑̐̓̽̃͑̈̊̔͊̈́́͒͠i̶̛͈̫̜͛͑ǹ̴̡̥̙̱̘̩̙̤̼̮͇̝̰̹͔͔̀̂͆͐̈́̇͐̄̋̇͘ ̷̡̺̼̗̬͎͉̳̩͎̳̩̜̫̦̣̩͎̮̲͆͌̓̀̄̓͋̓̏̐̂̆̽h̸̡̢̡̟̟͉̹͍̗̖̒͝͠͠ȇ̶̡̨͉̻̣̙͙̓̃̈̈́̄̾́͛̉̌͊̋͒͂̇̑̑̇͘̕͝͝͝r̴͍͇͕̗͖̞̲̜͇̟̽͒̾͒͛͒̐͂̑̄͊̔̔̽̋̾̈̓̚͠ẹ̸̢̛̛̛̛͈̼̜̘̮̼̙̣̪̮͙̫̣͙̙̈́̏̎̇̐́̇̊̏̐̓͐̅̓͐̃̈́͠ͅ.̶̛̫͇̈́̾̾̓͑̂̌̌͂͂͒̉̏̓̾͌̓̊̍̔̿̇I hope to whoever is reading this. You return my skull to my family in Ņ̴̨̧̡̛̹̺̝̳̱̖̦̗͕͉̩̮̝͇͍͈̦̺̻̮̙̳̀͌̽́̈́̎̉͐̋̾̈́̔͒̎͐̇̽̎͛̃̚̚͘̚͠͝͠͝ͅͅͅơ̷̡̗̻̻͖͉̺̞͖͉͈̮̆̆͑͛͌́͆͗̂̓̂̑̆͒͐̄̅̕͝͠r̸̡̟̋̇̄͑̀̐̋̒̓̒́̈̓͂̃̓̑̿̍͑́͘͠͝f̶̝̹͙͉͆̃t̷̢̨̬̣̜̻̻̹͖̻͙̗̗̤̯̹͎̗̹̖͓̰́̈́͆̒̅͗̑̇͒͒͒͒̓̑́̒͑͒͗̏̇͂̅͗̊͝͠͠͝ͅh̷̡̛̰̩̙͕̘̣̲̙̗̭̾̀̍͋͗̍̀̊̀́̌͌͐̎͑͗̂̌̚͜͠ǫ̸̧̡̩̝̳̳̱͚̪͚̹̪͇̲̹͇̙͈͚̤̼̹̟͍̌̒͑̆́̔̊̉͋̽̈́̓͘̚ŗ̷̳̰̟̖̞̭͈̓͛̿̆̈́͊̕ņ̷̤͍̞̙̣̠̜̺̼̥̱̤̝̝͚͔̺̼͚͈̪̄̿͑͐̀̓̎͗͜ ̴͔̠̳͖̯̓͒̂͌̐͆̔̊̓̿͗̔̊̔̆͗̑͋̇̈͘͝Ç̸̡̝̖̣̪̰̯̪̺͙̭͔̘͌̓̽̏̇̍̿̐͂̓̑́̿͠ͅī̶̡̿͗̾̌̈͛̊͋͌͑̀͂͠t̶̛͗̍͂̀̐͂̚͝ͅÿ̸̪̝͙̟͓̞̼̹̦̔͌̾̃͛̀̅͛͗̏̐̿͑̈́́̃͜. On the very top of the castle. Į̵̺̜̲̰̯̭͈̥͙͑͂͒͗̔͛̓̇̈́͛̐̆̇̋͂͊͊̿̉̔̈͝͠͝ ̵̡̢̡̡̛͔͈̹̣͔̪͙̳͖͇̞̮̻̟̱̟͇̟͎͎͔̲͛̋̋̒̍̒̈́̋͂̉̈́̚͘͝ģ̵̨͕̝̬̫̹̯̮̜̺̯̀̎͝ṳ̸̯̫̦̜͇͈͌̾̇̍̀͗̑̀̂̌̊͌̍̅̕̚ȅ̵̢̧̨̧̯̤̦̻̹͇̝̬͓̣̮͇̼͇̰̼̟̲̫̤̂̇̅̚͝s̷̯̬̦̬̞̫̯̦̀̄̔͆̏͋̈́͛̄̈̿̂̃̄̈́̌̍̈͂̉́̽̕͝͠ͅş̷̰͇̘̘̬̳͎̦̟͈̹̭͐̀̒͠ ̵̧̨̨̜̜͕͚͍̬̬̞͎̯̺̘̠̤͕̝̝̈́͜͜ẗ̵̨̧̙͔͚͙̰̦͈̭̥̰̞͇͕̮̮͈̞̟̻͔̫̫̘͔̘́̾̈́͋̒̅̾̓͛̎͆̾͜͝͝ͅͅh̸̡̜̟̖̝̮͑͌̀̉̀̐̚͝į̵̡̖̮̮̹̳͖͔̹̗̍̉͂̾̾͂́̊̌̑̌́͗̈́̃̌̌̅̃̇̓̓̄̕s̶̡̛͇͇̠͕̜̯̤̝̻̺͕͈͉̱̆̈́͗̅̽̓̄͛̈́͂͊̉͘̕̚͜ ̸̘̯̳͙̮̠͈̣͇̺̜̤͔͍͎̤͙͔͈̰̳̜̙̯̽̍͋̃͑͠ͅi̶̢̡̛̝̩͖̘͙̯̹̖͕̹̘̗̠͍̫̙̩̖̪͉͍͎̖͇̲͍̝̊̆̆͂́̊̽͗̄̂̈̉̄̈́̎͂̿̉͗̉̃͘̚͘͜͝͠͝͝ş̸̙̩͙͕̞͌̈͑̀̽͆́̈̀̔̀̇̀̈́̎̌́̋̓̊͌̀̀͘̚͠ ̷̨̡̜̺̟͚̩̤͖̖̪̬͎͉̝̬̋͛̈́̏̓͌͌̂̈̑͠͝͠h̸̦̘̜͙̹̙̙̃͑͛̋͗̉̓͐͊͒͑͘͝o̷̡̭͓͓̝͙͎̭͈͈͚͈͉̲͖̣͇͖̱̦͍͛̎̑̀̏̈́̎̃͒̌͘͠w̵̢͈̦̗͔̬̭̔͋̏̇̋̅͌͆̓͑̔́̏̃͛̋̃̈̈́̂͆̊̋̊͘͠͠͠ͅ ̴̡͖̩͕͍̜̣̄̑͊͂͛̋̏̄̏͛́̆̀͊̈́į̷̧̫̯͖̤̮͓͙͈̬̯͈̙͖̤͑̐͌̀̍̈́͂̏̍͂͜͝ͅt̷̛͙͚͙̱͚̞̭̯̅͑̌́̑͌̃̏̃̍̊͛̀͆͒͂̈́̂̈́̀̾̓̈́͑͜͠͠ͅ ̸̡̛̗̭̣͎͕̗̺͖̮̜̩̮͈͉̺͍̙̟̗̼̉̒̒̀͌̑͊̒̒͌̏͌́͐̈́̅͘̚̚͠ẅ̵̡̨̜̭̻̥̻̺̜̤̯̘̝͙̣̬͓̜͇̰̻̼͓̰̖͇͓̪̱͔̿͒͘̚ă̶̛̼̳͎̘̱̜͚̻̱̙̭͓͇̹̙̏͑̓̓͆̇́͆̈́́̊̌͊̌͐̃̎̊̚̚͠͝s̵̡̢͕̻̮̹̭͎̣̣͕͉̲̭̥̪͔͍̔͑̑̉̇̒͗̂̌̈́̄̉͝͝ ̸̨̲̫̹̯̙̻̪͈͎̂̈́͆̀̓͂̅͝ś̵̡̝̺̼̭͍̜̭̳̙̳̖̐̈̽̀̆̈́̐͋̿̏͂͌͊́̓̅̓̽̕͝ų̵̬̝̦̝̺͎̥̰͔͕̈́̀̂͋̊̒̌̄̀͊̐̿̀̆͆͊̒͊͘p̶̻̱̯̞̀̂̍̈́́̚̕͠͝p̵̨̫͖̳͕͈̝̹͙̼̰̝͉͉͉̺͈̮̻̺̉͑̓̔̓͋͜͜͝ͅͅo̷̘̎̇͜ş̸̧̛̛̹͚̩͓̦͙͍̟̌̃́̌̂͋̍̋̓̀̊͗̇̇̈́͜e̵̡̻̞̫̖̼͔̝͓̤͔̻̥̙̯̺͙̻͈͍͌̈̿̆̑̒̈́̎̈́̔̓́͂̐̎̔͂̉͊̍̚͝͝ͅ ̴̧̨̢͍̞̝͍͓̬̮̰͖̯̳͈͎̲̯͈͖̟̱̖̼͍̼̭͈͆̉̿̾̏̀̽̓̒̈́̉̔̌̎́͊̆̈́͊͊̀̀͘̚͝ͅt̸̹̻̻̫̎̍̐͌̀̐̔͐̔́̊̓̉̀̌́̅͋͐̓̀̍͝h̶̰͇̫͉̩͎͉͈̟͖͍͙̟͛̔e̵̡̡̢̯̠̹͖̙̯̺̗̼̜̟̯͈̥̲͖̭̞̗͔͎̙̩̩͇̳̥̓͆̈́̐́̉͐̃̃́̾ ̶̨̢̧͍̜̬̗̫̤̖̱͍͙̝̩̻̥̘͔͍̻̤̝̙̓̈́́̃̐̀̽̍̋̄̋͊̿̄̔̎͌͐̄̽̒̀̕͘͜ȩ̷̛̝̠̺͔͔͔̦̙̭͖͙̳̠͍̭̰̩̻̥͚̲̯͇͈̮̗͖͐̈́́̌̎̇̓͛̎̎͋͛͋̆̔̔͆̏̅̅͋̒̕̚͜͝ń̶̨̧̨̨̨̛̠̪̘͈̥̫̲̱͙̙̥͉͕͕͙͆̀̆̔̈͌̾̃̍͗͊͛̊͌̉̋̀̈́̾̀͋͒͘͘͜͝͠ͅḍ̴̡̨̖̠̺̟̹͎̣̖̳͉̘̱͇̲̯̥̠̠͓̬̮͒͗̏̔̇͂̀́̏̽̾̈̋̒̕͠͝͠.
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