BeckifyDec 02, 2019Dec 02, 2019 at 03:30 AM
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The altmer keeps a plain looking leather book with two leather ties around it at his camp and sometimes in one of the saddlebags on his horse.
He smells like sweaty fish today. It’s impossible, fish don’t sweat, but somehow he smells like it.
We move around so much it’s just not worth it, or safe, to keep renting rooms. I’m gathering supplies to make a camp that will be easy to pack up in case we need to leave in a hurry. Can never guess who’s murderous husband Gavyn’s going to piss off.
This quiet little town might be a good place to stay more long term. There’s not even a guard here, or really anyone that has enough smarts to run the place.
Gods dammit. This annoying group moved into town and are taking it over. Time to pack up.
I was right, they are all clearly mad. Two dunmer women were just fighting in the middle of town while everyone watched. I’m staying FAR away from those two. They look like the kind of dunmer that suck the life out of you.
So I’m working with one of them. She’s a bitch, but she has a good idea.
The other dunmer isn’t that bad. At least when she’s not yelling about people living in the well.
Since he says I exaggerate on how many insane women he brings back to camp, I’m keeping a list to show him when he “forgets”.
The girl that only spoke dunmeri insults to him all night.
The girl that left a whole deer head on the fire.
The girl that just used him for a place to hook up with the barkeep.
The girl that stole the broom.
The girl that cackles in her sleep.
The girl that spooned ME in the middle of the night.
The girl that tried to drag him into the campfire when he mumbled her sister’s name in his sleep.
The girl who said she was 22 but was really closer to 50. Gods you drink too much, Gavyn.
The girl that wanted to drink rum out of his belly button. Gross.
The girl that did drink rum from his belly button. I’m not getting this belly button thing at all.
The girl that was clearly married to the guy we were supposed to be working with.
The girl that stole his pants while he was still wearing them.
The girl that kept tickling him. And me.
The girl that was obsessed with touching his teeth.
((One name was written in a darker ink, as if it was pressed down harder on the page.))
ALENA.
Now he wants to stay.
The leader of this strange group has died. She was apparently killed by one of the Guardsmen during a brawl. There were witnesses but none of them made it to the trial and he was voted to go free. I guess there’s no justice when your friends don’t stick up for you. I wonder how she’d feel about that, if she knew.
Oil
Three small vials
One large jar
10 Eggs
Trade for some flour
Fish bait
Drop off maul for repairing and sharpening
4 bottles of wine
Hide the wine from idiot roommate
That was the most strange costume party I’ve ever been to. My back is going to hurt for a while.
Now I want to stay.
He smells like sweaty fish today. It’s impossible, fish don’t sweat, but somehow he smells like it.
We move around so much it’s just not worth it, or safe, to keep renting rooms. I’m gathering supplies to make a camp that will be easy to pack up in case we need to leave in a hurry. Can never guess who’s murderous husband Gavyn’s going to piss off.
This quiet little town might be a good place to stay more long term. There’s not even a guard here, or really anyone that has enough smarts to run the place.
Gods dammit. This annoying group moved into town and are taking it over. Time to pack up.
I was right, they are all clearly mad. Two dunmer women were just fighting in the middle of town while everyone watched. I’m staying FAR away from those two. They look like the kind of dunmer that suck the life out of you.
So I’m working with one of them. She’s a bitch, but she has a good idea.
The other dunmer isn’t that bad. At least when she’s not yelling about people living in the well.
Since he says I exaggerate on how many insane women he brings back to camp, I’m keeping a list to show him when he “forgets”.
The girl that only spoke dunmeri insults to him all night.
The girl that left a whole deer head on the fire.
The girl that just used him for a place to hook up with the barkeep.
The girl that stole the broom.
The girl that cackles in her sleep.
The girl that spooned ME in the middle of the night.
The girl that tried to drag him into the campfire when he mumbled her sister’s name in his sleep.
The girl who said she was 22 but was really closer to 50. Gods you drink too much, Gavyn.
The girl that wanted to drink rum out of his belly button. Gross.
The girl that did drink rum from his belly button. I’m not getting this belly button thing at all.
The girl that was clearly married to the guy we were supposed to be working with.
The girl that stole his pants while he was still wearing them.
The girl that kept tickling him. And me.
The girl that was obsessed with touching his teeth.
((One name was written in a darker ink, as if it was pressed down harder on the page.))
ALENA.
Now he wants to stay.
The leader of this strange group has died. She was apparently killed by one of the Guardsmen during a brawl. There were witnesses but none of them made it to the trial and he was voted to go free. I guess there’s no justice when your friends don’t stick up for you. I wonder how she’d feel about that, if she knew.
Oil
Three small vials
One large jar
10 Eggs
Trade for some flour
Fish bait
Drop off maul for repairing and sharpening
4 bottles of wine
Hide the wine from idiot roommate
That was the most strange costume party I’ve ever been to. My back is going to hurt for a while.
Now I want to stay.
Edited Dec 02, 2019 at 03:51 AM by 0