Tue 9th Nov 2021 06:36

"Captain's" Log, Second Entry

by Cydney Gale

Was at the bar today. Again. Waiting for a job to roll in from the AEI, wasting my coin trying to drown my worries in ale. Was halfway to getting a pleasant buzz when a couple of rough folk came in from the street, started shouting at us to surrender our valuables. Damned fools, trying a stunt like that in a town like this. Must've been desperate, otherwise they'd have thought better of it. I tried to talk some sense into them, made an appeal to their better natures. They wouldn't hear it, so I had to let my knife do the talking. I'm not proud of it, but I've learned not to tolerate that kind of disrespect, and I wasn't about to let them hurt anybody.
 
I'd taken care of the first and was having words with the second when a group of three strangers happened on the scene, a little bird, a construct, and a cold, shifty looking woman. Almost had a bit of a misunderstanding regarding the situation, but we cleared it up, sent the two little shitbirds on their way, and I offered them a round on me. Turns out they're with the AEI, too, just got back from an expedition. The little one even showed me the things they'd brought back. I haven't seen a haul like that in a long while.
 
Spent a while talking to them, and I learned their names. Birb, Caeli, and "This One." They're an odd bunch. Birb went to help the guy I left bleeding on the floor, Caeli kept her distance from me but knows the Cant, and I spent a bit of silver because I was curious whether or not This One could get drunk - as it turns out, they could, and they ended up losing a dragonchess match against the bird. Don't know why, but I like these three. Maybe it was the drinks, but I haven't felt this way since I parted ways with the rest of the crew.
 
Apparently, they're meeting someone tomorrow. Might have some work. Maybe I'll stick around.