Journal Entry Twenty Two
"Hunt"
I continue to hunt kobolds, goblins and bugbears, keeping the places scoured at times. I have set up two small shops to earn a bit to support my tailoring, even met some people I haven't seen in a long time. It seemed so.. natural... putting up that facade of coolness, and not being wary all of the time. I had others convinced that I suspected nothing of them, or that I work for the "good" of things. Tristian In'darsus, Ayana's relative, seemed convinced enough.... Such a large family. Ayana is also getting married.... this will be the second wedding I miss, but now, I really don't care much anymore. cougar hunting, salt and silk gathering. I seem to be in a routine.
I saw Keppli, again. the odd little halfling always seems to get into trouble. of course,
wizards, do
not help. A man I met by the name of Lesarus, comes about, dragging all sorts of damnation with him. And dieing twice does not help my mood. First was the horde of ogres that swept over me, then there was the wizard himself. I would have had him, but that bloody wolf kept hitting me good. The wizard was as good as dead. next time, I would strike from the shadows, unseen. He made this a personal vendetta, and he would pay, twofold...
Marcus would have a griffin if he was reading this...
~ Sion