S11

Made oft travels north from Twin Rivers to Woodgate. Afore leavings reminded Sir Harper oft fine bow he had made eyes at in weapons shop. My push wast all needed to convince Goodman Harper to make purchase oft it! Ist good bow. Wilt serve Sir Harper well.
 
The journey wast exciting ast came upon goblins slain and feasted on by the walking woods! Small bushes that drank deep oft the spilt life once found within.
Strangely wast these dead bodies which drew the fire from within mine breast, a brace oft hobs that spat forth hideous shadows of ill will.
 
Little rememberings oft what happened next. Wast.. blur. When returned to mineself the hob bodies weret no more with the shadows oft ill will banished once more from mine sight!
 
Heard tell those who fell were stripped of a part a piece. One an eye, others some skin, some mayhaps organs. Might be there art those who hunt for harvest ast we do? To make oft potions?
 
Journey elsewise wast no troubles. Some took from plants material for more potions. Have no heart craftings at such time. Mayhaps wilt try on morrow.
 
Woodgate ist as second home! Many greenkin, many small rasp, many who know meaning oft good work and clear air. Good trees with much dirt under foot.
 
Asked around oft Shadow creatures, oft Lady Luisa, oft other leads. Found few. Didst make progress with Friend ArlanVal and mayhaps found him to have a melancholy soul ast Haverthorne once did.
 
On morrow wilt go hunt great beast oft forest. There ist other job to find white rasp who bothers graybeards logging group, this seems disagreement from rasps, forest, and man, ist to hopes solved by talkings. Talkings which mayhaps be had other day.
 
Will stay up ast late as may. For time to enjoy oft life, drink, tell story, be merry, and be happiest ast been since leaving home.
 
Life ist good.