Dad…I’m eating books. And gems. And magical things. And for some reason, that’s normal now? Like, it seems normal when I’m doing it, and suddenly it’s unnatural and I can’t believe I’ve done it and people are yelling at me about eating rare valuable tomes and I don’t know what the hell is going on….
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Torgrun’s Journal, Day Two
Whitestone City, Day Two Dad, things aren’t great here. I was in the healer’s room getting repaired, I guess, and there was this huge crash and a guy named Gillian was in the foyer obviously fighting some monster that had broken out of the prison. That monster ended up being my old boss Gregory Faust,…
Letter to Grograem Lightaxe, Mining Camp Alpha, Northern Wilds – Day Two
<The following letter is written in clearly drunken handwriting> hey shortass– I Have News You were right and when you’re right you’re right and like your dad always said the only good knowledge is deep dwarf knowledge and I shouldn’t have left for the city I found work for some old batty artifisser and all…
Torgrun’s Journal, Day One
Whitestone City, Day…I don’t know, a month maybe? fuck it So the artifissers and healers both say I need to keep a journal. I guess it’s because if I don’t I might lose track of who I am and what is me. And what isn’t me. I never thought I’d have to write that. They…