Throckmorton's Book of Thoughts

1/7/3015 - 4/7/3015
Turns out the boat was on its way to a penis colony, where they send people who’re dicks maybe? Anyway, the captain did a total botch job of the landing and dropped us off basically back home. The book is probably a million miles away by now but joke’s on them they’ll never get it open and I’m actually having quite a good time...*snortsss*
I’ve found a new tribe and I have mixed feelings about them.

The Lizard, no effort to speak the language, keeps wondering off to the sea, and I think there’s an outside chance she tried to invite a dragon to breakfast... Which to be fair would have been quite interesting. She's huge though and she doesn’t seem to have noticed, if I play my cards right I should be able to trick it into serving me like one of Grundlebung’s hounds, now that would be a turn out for the books! - Note to self- I must really try to remember why it was they ate Old Grundle in the end.

Then there’s the broody little guy. Impatient, frail, poor kid nearly feinted when he fell into that hole. That said, he really lit up when we got to town, I see his value now. He has a vicious guile hidden under that unassuming surface. Since we’ve come to this town he’s seen us eat and drink like royalty, sleep in a fantastic shack, I even watched him tame a gigantress, who paid us coins for the meal we brought her. I suggested robbing his colleague in the store, but he insisted we also stick pins in him which seemed a bit much if I’m frank but I must remember, when in the south, do as the southerners do.
If the lizard is my dumb faithful hound and the man in the hat is my sly, scheming weasel then the other one is... well... confusing? She changes colours like the trees during a fungus ritual, she flows between forms like... Baerven's cock, Sile, would you drop it? I’m not doing this with you right now. What? No I’ve barely said... no not like that... Yeah sure, I suppose she does seem kind of air headed and distant, what a great way of putting it...oh sure, storm off, very mature.
4/7/3015 - 8/7/3015
These people aren't what I thought they were, they really botched our heist. To salvage it I had to make it look like he burned alive in an accident, whilst goblins robbed him, a fool proof deception! In other new though, Mr Shillington may have pointed us in the direction of someone who can find me a new book, turns out I should shut my mouth about books though, the stiffs don't like magic around here. Need to remember to add Cornichons to the list of fancy things I like, how civilised
8/7/3015 - 17/7/3015
Finally catching up on my diary entries now I have some time on the road, now I'm a big strong caravan guard with not much to do and I've run out of special ink. So.. managed to find a book in some dead chumps house and I've started working on my studies, I'm going to be so god damn powerful any day now!

This group is still kind of a mess but its got potential, the little man seems to be being way nicer recently, I think he might just be scared after the lizard almost killed him, if it works it works. It is nice having them around though, they all had my back with this book thing and they didn't give me too hard a time when I flip flopped on the bounty hunting thing, that was real cool of them.

I really couldn't go through with the whole murder thing, the druid was annoyingly nice and the dwarf was being kind of a dick, they have a real unreasonable thing with magic users around here and I dont love it, and for a smoothskin the druid was kind of cool, she gave me this wand, I really like it. Now she's headed to the godsbarrow, I really can't go back there without something to show for it now, that little bear is going to take some impressing! No clue what we're doing now but I kind of figure I'll just stick with the group, live the high life, see what I can do to repay them for how cool they've been recently, plus Stillworth's sister is here, maybe she'll be as nice as him.

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Journal, Personal