Walkabout the highlands
37th day, of Autumn, 547
Today I had a nice little walkabout with Wheatstone, Behr, Taryn, Mani, deebo, and
sometimes Wandalyn and Knucklehead. I think I understand the area north of town a
little better now, highlands and such places, and might venture there myself sometimes.
Behr also showed us an underground river, with mysterious caves, quite cold and damp.
On an outcropping somewhere northish and eastish that I have already forgotten,
there was a Darshak selling hand axes, I bought one for 100 coins. I was
told it wasn't very good, but a Dwarf must have an axe, even if it is a small one.
Eventually I'm sure I'll be able to afford better, but for now, this is it. For the
rest of our wander Taryn lent me her axe to try out. Being a full axe it did have a
much more solid heft and gratifying thwacking feeling than the hand axe. Someday.
I have recently been training with Bruia Stout, I believe I have mastered 13 of her
lessons, and feel that I am close to being able to brew. I look forward to my
first keg with great pleasure. I also feel that I've been humping this barrel of
water around for quite long enough, being a dwarf I had been expecting to learn
brewery earlier. I was quite accomplished at it at home, but apparently the yeast
works differently here than where I am from, and the hops are not the same.
One Fish? No Fish.
20th day, of Autumn, 547
Today Wheatstone and I experimented with fishing, we also played around a bit in Agratis.
Then Wheatstone, Calil and I made our way, with much back tracking and confusion
to farmer Balengil's and the lake. We hunted succesfully for a while, before I
got confused between Boloks and Artaks and Calil and I fell. Luckily Wheatstone
escaped. Unfortunately Calil had fallen too hard for him to raise, but Behr and Wandalyn
came cheerfully to our rescue yet again.
Whatsits
17th day, of Autumn, 547
Today we found the whatsits and Wheatstone reclaimed the broad grin that had been
his pre-exile. I also managed to aquire what looked like dwarf bread, and mumble
mumble horns mumble mumble...
Simple Pleasures of Life
4th day, of Autumn, 547
Not much happened today, after falling in east field Behr and Wandalyn along with
several others came to our rescue. Behr and Wandalyn cheered us with stories of how
they had been as weak and foolish as us long ago. Then we meandered about with Behr and Wandalyn,
falling several times and being chained bumpily across the ground. Just as Wandalyn
was professing a need to return to the library, a rescue request came for Malloc which
she couldn't turn down. We chased from the south fields around town, through the
northern fields quite out of my reconing. Eventually after being surrounded by
more fearsome beasts than I can name or count we came to a cave which Behr believed
Malloc was located within. We found Malloc without encountering anything too terrible
in the caves. He appeared to be quite annoyed at the spiders for chewing on his
shirt. Or perhaps I heard wrong.
We spend a short while near where Malloc had lain, fighting bears of various colors.
Then we slipped southward and Malloc invited us to hunt with him around the lake.
He didn't seem fazed by our protests of weakness so we went. On the way Malloc showed us
a cave which he said was inhabited by Drakes. I will do my best to stay well clear
of it for now. We poked around the lake region for a while, killing some cats
and rocodiles, before returning to the library.
