Ooh, seems that I have arrived. Time for !!!SCIENCE!!!
Part I of Tomio's in-SpearBreakers journal.
This is a Leatherbound Journal. It is covered with a little layer of dirt. It is of mediocre to high quality. It menaces with spikes of... You can't seem to identify what it is. You hope you'll find out inside of the journal.
Dear journal
Today I have arrived in this new fort, called Spearbreakers. Well, it seems more of a military outpost than a fort, but who am I to complain? Anyway, they asked me what skills I had, and as soon as I mentioned I can find my way around plants and animals, BOOM, I'm now a planter. Great! (Sarcasm, my dear diary, sarcasm...)
Anyway, Experiment Number One was a great success! I managed to get it up and running, although... Running, more like... Well, floating? I don't know. Anyway, I managed to make it work and it's actually quite... Intimidating! I made it work in the air too, by adding some of my "secret ingredients", salvaged from some dead guy's suit of armor. He had these glowing metal cylinders in his armor, and they turn out to help stuff fly! It's a great day for science indeed! I managed to plate it with adamantium, secretly smuggled from the forges bit by bit, using scraps. I absolutely consider this my masterpiece, and I'm fairly certain it'll impress others. But for now, I'm keeping it on standby under my bed.
When I went to go and get some booze, I found out some of the booze is actually drugged. Good thing I'm a planter, so no one minds if I go and "taste" a bit of the newly brewed booze. Anyway, after analyzing the residue that settled after cooking the booze, I found out it's some sort of crossover between fly amanita and plump helmet, so I'll go ask my fellow Planters about whomever has access to this. SIDENOTE: It seems to make you hallucinate. And it's effects hopefully lessen over time, after building up some resistance.
Well, I managed to take a pickaxe, hew out a bit behind my closet and managed to hide "my" Spawn there. I feed it meat every day, as I can eat a bit on the job. It knows it shouldn't howl, as it's life depends on it NOT being found, and this is hopefully one of the smarter spawn. If not, I'm screwed, royally screwed.
Anyway, I found a few "resident" Spawn, with which "my" Spawn can communicate. I managed to hide it quite well, for its size. Well, they probably thought I had an animal with me that can't handle the light very well. Good thing I mentioned it to be quiet. Anyway, after visiting the "resident" spawn, I found out there was a difference between my own and these ones. After asking where these Spawn came from, I was promptly replied with: "See Reudh. Oh, and call the thrice damned son of a bitch that calls himself overseer "Lord" Reudh."
The soldier obviously doesn't like the Overseer. After getting lost a few times, I made a small map of this fortress, and reached the Overseer's office. I knocked a few times, but there was no response. I tried the door, and luckily it opened. No Overseer, only an empty room. Off to see the Baron then...
Well, journal, no success there either. The guy that goes by the name of "Splint" told me politely to get the hell out of his room. He was probably getting it on with one of his Royal Guard or something. I couldn't care less. Now, back to my own creation!
I managed to make it more or less stable in the air, and managed to make it attack others on command, and completed the training on standing guard. It now "sleeps" under my bed at all times, and attacks everyone but me, if someone should be so stupid to enter my room.
I'm also working on a better lock to my room, as someone tried to get in lately. When I looked outside, I only saw a running silhouette, but I did manage to spot the silhouette wearing a strange hat... Or it was his hair. Or is it a Her? Well, seems like I can't get enough sleep, journal. I'm off.
See you soon, journal.
Tomio, Great Inventor!
Please note, it's huge.