Farewell Grimnest

And so we set off from Port Royal. The last, and only, time I've left Grimnest before was when I went to study at the Durse Academy. Though I can't say my entire time there was pleasant, given what ended up happening, all this travelling has made me a bit nostalgic for those days at Durse. How strange to think back on what I thought my life would be like. I don't think I ever imagined I'd be setting off to be part of an expedition into the Ebon Cascade, yet here we are.
 
Our journey so far has gone... well, not smoothly, but I did survive Twindle's driving, so that has to count for something. I swear, I'm never agreeing to let him drive me again. Though, we did stop for a few minutes when we were getting close to his uncle's, and what happened almost made the drive worth it. I needed to enjoy solid ground and try not to lose my lunch, while Twindle was busy messing with his goggles. And while I only heard it happen, he somehow managed to smack himself in the face with them. I'm just sorry I didn't get to witness it. He does that to himself maybe a hundred more times, and I might consider us even.
 
Honestly, if he doesn't want to work with me anymore, he can just say so instead of trying to kill me in such a convoluted way.