(See also Collin's First Journal.)
Day 4
The Dwarf talked to Foreman into giving us some extra guys to go clear out what was left of the camp. You know Thumor is not bad at talking to people, I can see why he is good in business. I should listen to him more, maybe pick up some stuff before I get my business going. Bill tried to help in his own way by attempting to seduce the Foreman. It looked like Bill almost got lucky, well at least he still had his spritely woodland dragons, maybe it is a plant man thing. You should have heard the priest; he got back on his stump and told them all how fucked they were if they did not kiss his gun. I worked on a project for the evening. It was a modular dwarf decoy, I can tell Lorenzo, one of the workers was super impressed. I will have to send him a carving after we are done with this. Afterall, what are friends for. Later that day I made a devious net out of some rope I had, with that and my decoy I was ready. That night on the way to the camp to clear it, we noticed we were followed. I vanished without a sound and slipped behind the people following us, I snuck up on one of them and thumped him good, not a peep. Good night sweet Carl, sleep well. I tried to knock out the second guy but that did not work out so well. So, another fight, I tell you it is very handy to have Pontiffs to bless them with iron shot and a plant man who loves dragons on your side, oh and Thumor did stuff too, I think he waved around his magic rock or something.
It was late, we were sleepy, so the priest prayed for coffee, and it worked! Well, I mean we did not get any of the bean juice we just caught a second wind, I think. We made it to the camp and there were just two guys there, who we got the jump on.
Day 5, Part One
It was late or was it early? I tied up the people while Pontiffs and Thumor searched the camp. The priest looked like he was ready to steal everything but decided to stick to his morals and not find anything of value. Thumor, used his magic dwarf eyes to search through the night, did you know they can see in the fucking dark! I mean that is crazy. Anyway, the dwarf found some old lady in a cave, stole her stick and bashed her head in with it, all because he wanted some shiny rock stuck on the end of it. Remind me not to pick up a pretty rock around the little fuck. I mean I like the guy and all but he will murder you for a shiny pebble. Anyway, the dwarf must have felt bad because him and the priest tried to patch the old bitty up. I helped by tying her up, don’t want her to try to bash our head in the night. Time for bed.