S8

Am oft concerned for continued survival of Sir Ashton. His desire to protect admirable, but much harm has come upon him oft late in efforts to do oft so.
 
With spiders slain we made way through dungeon dark. Coming upon ghosts of a short stout folk who plied their trade in the here after. Hammering upon anvil and stone with arms oft great work set on display. Their craftsmanship in life to be certain. Sir Harper made effort to admire such, and wast given rebuke by the specters. He declined for inquiry, and those who art unhallowed relented. Such as they who work the forge seemed so ill at rest that offered upon their forge I placed mine Halberd. Twas mine grand uncles and those who toiled tempered and tapped upon it. finding novelty in work oft new to toil upon. Seemed a good hammer stroke didst the blade well! The head ist better secured than was and it felt good to wield in mine hands once more!
 
Further within wast tombs oft old. The others made noise oft robbing. Couldst sense unease at mine presence for such, so stepped out and beyond to ease their thievery oft relics ancient. Ist no worse than our relieving our slain foes for their own gear and garb, but the point do not wisht to discuss at such a time.
 
Sir Harper seems has deft hand at find oft sparklies, but the sparklies made efforts upon were guarded still! The very dead woke to halt his plunder, and combat wast joined. A living deceased lord and two armors unworn brought forth violence upon our persons. When the lord fell so didst the others. With all but mine self having received wounds. Some grievous for efforts rendered.
 
Choice made to sleep here in this place forboding. Honoured Mara made offer to take oft first watch, but ast was in good shape I took first watch. Sir Harper used oft time to tell the magicks around the items found in this place, and plucked his own eye out to place within an orb of fine cut Emerald.
 
Admit to have fondness for emeralds, yet there ist not an emerald in all the Emerald Vale I think to tempt me to do such a feat! Still ist good look for Sir Harper? Eye oft gemstone is most dashing!
 
In morn woke cold and with grumbles. The walk through halls long untrod didst little to lift oft mood. Miss Velvet found many traps and tricks on path that led to a room that sent Honoured Mara to fits oft pain. No other felt as she, mayhaps ist fumes or the vapors?
 
Took some trouble to lower bridge of ancient make. Wast lock oft most ingenious make which took great effort and skill from Miss Velvet to lay low. When low it came wast with great haste and crash! An action unlikely to be undone even ift Honoured Mara and Sir Ashton worked in pair!
 
A path down was laid bare, to deeper places dark and untraveled. There wast no ill feeling to be felt, so seemed no cause to head that path. ...yet.
 
Instead walked away and rendered battle upon one who bade us to leave. The master oft place spoilt his supper when kitchen we raided. Men we slew in path to reach unto him. Near to laid Sir Ashton low in that room. Great fighter, ift only wast not a bandit.
 
Once more we were made to give pause so Sir Ashton may rest.
 
Once more we waited in place oft stone and darkness.
 
Miss ma and home. Thoughts oft them come when time allows. Ist easier without so many stops and waits.