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|type=Journal
|author=[[Alendi]]
|language=[[Khlenni]]{{book ref|mb1|15}}
|era=Classical Scadrial
|world=Scadrial
|books=[[Mistborn Era 1]]
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'''Alendi's logbook''' is a record of [[Alendi]]'s life, travels, and internal struggle accepting his assumed role as the [[Hero of Ages]].{{book ref|mb1|17}} [[Vin]] found it when she and [[Kelsier]] snuck into [[Kredik Shaw]] and [[Sazed]] took it with him when he rescued Vin that night.{{book ref|mb1|15}} Throughout the course of the rebellion's progress, Sazed worked on translating the logbook and provided portions to [[Kelsier's crew]] as he completed them;{{book ref|mb1|21}} some of [[Clubs]]'s apprentices assisted by making copies of completed translations for members of the crew to read.{{book ref|mb1|17}}▼
|Sometimes I worry that I'm not the hero everyone thinks I am.
|The first known sentence of the logbook.{{epigraph ref|mb1|prologue}}
}}
'''Alendi's logbook''' is a record of [[Alendi]]'s life, travels, and internal struggle accepting his assumed role as the [[Hero of Ages]].{{book ref|mb1|17}}
== Trivia ==▼
* [[Rashek]] didn't destroy the journal because [[Ruin]] manipulated his nostalgia in order to keep the book around.{{wob ref|4416}}▼
== Contents ==
* The [[The Final Empire/Epigraphs|epigraphs]] of the first [[Mistborn (series)|Mistborn]] book, ''[[The Final Empire]]'', are excerpts from the logbook.▼
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| If only he'd put in more detail about what things look like! [...] The Lord Ruler spent far too much time worrying.
| [[Vin]] thinking about the logbook's contents.{{book ref|mb1|29}}
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In the logbook, while relating his travels, Alendi ponders and questions his decisions.{{book ref|mb1|21}}{{book ref|mb1|22}} He questions whether he really is the Hero of Ages,{{epigraph ref|mb1|prologue}} and reflects on the nature of the [[Terris Prophecies]].{{book ref|mb1|22}} He also ponders what he should do as the Hero of Ages, asserting that he ''must'' give up the power no matter what.{{epigraph ref|mb1|35}}{{epigraph ref|mb1|5}} Alendi didn't write the book for posterity, but rather to have a place to put his feelings on paper, to stay sane.{{book ref|mb1|16}}
The logbook goes into detail about Alendi's travels, including several supply lists.{{book ref|mb1|22}} Though it doesn't describe all of his journey's sights in detail, the journal describes some of the things, such as the ice fields and waterfalls in [[Terris]].{{book ref|mb1|29}} It also says how the [[Deepness]] is dangerous, though it does not specify what it is.{{book ref|mb2|16}} It describes the start of Alendi's journey, and how he met [[Kwaan]].{{epigraph ref|mb1|19}} The book mentions both [[Allomancy]] and [[Feruchemy]], but it doesn't compare the two of them. It also does not mention the [[Malatium|Eleventh Metal]].{{book ref|mb1|27}}
=== The trip to the Well ===
A large section of the logbook describes Alendi's travel toward the [[Well of Ascension]] in Terris. It describes the people and some of the sights, and the path he takes through the mountains.{{epigraph ref|mb1|3}}{{epigraph ref|mb1|4}} It also describes the [[Preservation|mist spirit]]'s appearances, and how it stabbed [[Fedik]].{{book ref|mb2|16}}{{epigraph ref|mb1|33}} The journal also describes [[Rashek]]'s feelings for Alendi and his influence among his people.{{epigraph ref|mb1|7}}{{epigraph ref|mb1|11}}
== History ==
=== The skaa rebellion ===
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The crew assumed the [[Lord Ruler]] had been the book's author, because he claimed to have been the [[Hero of Ages]] and said he must defeat the Deepness.{{book ref|mb1|17}} When Sazed was done translating it, Vin was disappointed because it had ended before speaking of what Alendi did to save the world, and Kelsier was disappointed because it didn't mention the [[Eleventh Metal]].{{book ref|mb1|29}} However, the logbook led to Vin's discovery that the Lord Ruler was Rashek, not Alendi; she found that out because both Rashek and the Lord Ruler said his people should be dominant.{{book ref|mb1|38}}
=== After the Collapse ===
After the [[Collapse]], Vin studied her copy of the logbook, trying to find out what was the [[Preservation|mist spirit]] and searching for references to the [[Deepness]].{{book ref|mb2|16}}{{book ref|mb2|17}} That led her to the conclusion that the [[mist]]s were the Deepness,{{book ref|mb2|30}} and that she was the Hero of Ages.{{book ref|mb2|33}}
== Known Text ==
I guess it all comes down to one fact: In the end, I'm the one with the armies.
<br />
Apparently, the next stage of my quest will take us up into the highlands of Terris. This is said to be a cold, unforgiving place — a land where the mountains themselves are made of ice.▼
If men read these words, let them know that power is a heavy burden. Seek not to be bound by its chains. The Terris prophecies say that I will have the power to save the world.▼
<br />
Our normal attendants will not do for such a trip. We should probably hire some Terris packmen to carry our gear.▼
<br />
We arrived in Terris earlier this week, and, I have to say, I find the countryside beautiful.
<br />
The people here are mostly herdsmen — though timber harvesters and farmers are not uncommon.
<br />
We picked up a group of Terris packmen to guide us through the difficult mountain passages. Yet, these are no ordinary men. The stories are apparently true — some Terrismen have a remarkable ability that is most intriguing.
▲Apparently, the next stage of my quest will take us up into the highlands of Terris. This is said to be a cold, unforgiving place — a land where the mountains themselves are made of ice.
<br />
Somehow, they can store up their strength for use on the next day. Before they sleep at night, they spend an hour lying in their bedrolls, during which time they suddenly grow very frail in appearance—almost as if they had aged by half a century. Yet, when they wake the next morning, they have become quite muscular. Apparently, their powers have something to do with the bracelets and earrings that they always wear.
▲Our normal attendants will not do for such a trip. We should probably hire some Terris packmen to carry our gear.
<br />▼
The leader of the packmen is named Rashek, and he is rather taciturn. Nevertheless, Braches — inquisitive, as always — has promised to interrogate him in the hopes of discovering exactly how this wondrous strength-storing is achieved.
<br />▼
Tomorrow, we begin the final stage of our pilgrimage—the Far Mountains of Terris. There, hopefully, I will find peace—both for myself, and for our poor land.
<br />
I don't even understand what I'm supposed to do. The Terris philosophers claim that I'll know my duty when the time comes, but that's a small comfort.
It seems Rashek represents a growing faction in Terris culture. A large number of the youths think that their unusual powers should be used for more than just fieldwork, husbandry, and stonecarving. They are rowdy, even violent — far different from the quiet, discerning Terris philosophers and holy men that I have known.
<br />
They will have to be watched carefully,
<br />
What would it be like if every nation — from the isles in the South to the Terris hills in the North — were united under a single government? What wonders could be achieved, what progress could be made, if mankind were to permanently set aside its squabblings and join together?
<br />
Each time I see its calm yellow light peeking above the horizon, I grow a little more determined, a little more hopeful. In a way, it is the thing that has kept me going all this time.
▲<br />
Such are my fears as I scribble with an ice-crusted pen on the eve before the world is reborn. Rashek watches. Hating me. The cavern lies above. Pulsing. My fingers quiver. Not from the cold.▼
▲<br />
Tomorrow it will end.▼
<br />
Oddly, on occasion, I sense a peacefulness within. You would think that after all I have seen — after all that I have suffered — my soul would be a twisted jumble of stress, confusion, and melancholy. Often, it's just that.
<br />
If I fail, another shall come to finish my work.
<br />
It’s almost over.
<br />
We can see the cavern from our camp. It will take a few more hours of hiking to reach it, but I know that it is the right place. I can feel it somehow, feel it up there…pulsing, in my mind.
<br />
It’s so cold. I swear that the rocks themselves are made of ice, and the snow is deep enough in places that we have to dig our way through. The wind blows all the time. I fear for Fedik—he hasn’t been quite the same since the creature made of mist attacked him, and I worry that he will wander off a cliffside or slip through one of the many icy rifts in the ground.
<br />
The Terrismen, however, are a wonder. It is fortunate that we brought them, for no regular packmen would have survived the trip. The Terrismen don’t seem to mind the cold—something about their strange metabolisms gives them a supernatural ability to resist the elements. Perhaps they have “saved up” heat from their bodies for later use?
<br />
They won’t talk about their powers, however—and I am sure that Rashek is to blame. The other packmen look to him for leadership, though I don’t think he has complete control over them. Before he was stabbed, Fedik feared that the Terrismen would abandon us up here in the ice. I don’t think that will happen, however. I am here by providence of Terris prophecies—these men will not disobey their own religion simply because one of their number has taken a dislike to me.
<br />
I did finally confront Rashek. He did not want to speak to me, of course, but I forced him. Unleashed, he spoke at great length regarding his hatred of Khlennium and my people. He thinks that we have turned his people into little more than slaves. He thinks that Terrismen deserve far more—he keeps saying that his people should be “dominant” because of their supernatural powers.
<br />
I fear his words, for I see some truth in them. Yesterday, one of the packmen lifted a boulder of enormous size, then tossed it out of our way with an almost casual throw. I have not seen such a feat of strength in all my days.
<br />
These Terrismen could be very dangerous, I think. Perhaps we have treated them unfairly. However, men like Rashek must be contained—he irrationally believes that all people outside of Terris have oppressed him. He is such a young man to be so angry.
<br />
It is so cold. When this is finished, I think I should like to live where it is warm all year. Braches has told of such places, islands to the south where great mountains create fire.
<br />
What will it be like, when this is all over? I will be just a regular man again. An unimportant man. It sounds nice—more desirable, even, than a warm sun and a windless sky. I am so tired of being the Hero of Ages, tired of entering cities to find either armed hostility or fanatic adoration. I am tired of being loved and hated for what a bunch of old men say I will eventually do.
<br />
I want to be forgotten. Obscurity. Yes, that would be nice.
<br />
▲If men read these words, let them know that power is a heavy burden.
<br />
I will have the ability to fulfill any wish of my heart. “He will take upon himself authority that no mortal should hold.” Yet, the philosophers warned me that if I am self-serving with the power, my selfishness will taint it.
<br />
Is this a burden that any man should bear? Is this a temptation any man could resist? I feel strong now, but what will happen when I touch that power? I will save the world, certainly—but will I try to take it as well?
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▲Such are my fears as I scribble with an ice-crusted pen on the eve before the world is reborn.
<br />
▲Tomorrow, it will end.
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▲== Trivia ==
▲* [[Rashek]] didn't destroy the journal because [[Ruin]] manipulated his nostalgia in order to keep the book around.{{wob ref|4416}}
▲* The [[The Final Empire/Epigraphs|epigraphs]] of the first [[Mistborn (series)|Mistborn]] book, ''[[The Final Empire]]'', are excerpts from the logbook.
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