*"WENCH! GIT ME AH ALE!", sits down after yelling his order then quietly takes out a book, ink well, and a quill and begins writing in his book*
grumbles* Ah still ain't seen ah sign o' Brue. 'e must be chasin da women again. *sighs* O well, well anyway I did some more craftin taday and still workin wit dat clay and dat wood. Ah did start to make some of dem simple daggers, jus' copper, hopefully ah can move up ta iron soon, dat damn copper is so soft ah can snap it in half wit me bare hands. Ah did some travelin taday too, traveled with ah dwarf named Bama, ah fiesty lass named Kahna, ah magics guy named Murat and ah toranite, *scratchs beard* don' remember dat lasses name tho. We all took ah trip down ta da graveyard, just soime skellys and ghouls...not much of ah bashin really. Well we were fioghtin ah felt dat same inner rage dat I felt yesterday, dat constant will ta kill and not even tinkin 'bout me own life, jus' kill. *shrugs* Ah don' know, ah see whart Brue says when 'e gets back from da women. Ah hope 'e can tell me more 'bout bein ah battlerager.
