Maub`Dib's Journal
...You are only a few pages deep...
...The pages seem crispy and frail, small pieces from the corner crumble as you flip through it...
25th Limestone
Today i was feeling very down, and some how Vayus Grim knew this.
A craftshop was erected for the making of arrows, so that i may hunt again!
My back aches from all the hauling and menial jobs i was helping with, but now i get to hunt!
To savor the thrill of stalking a prey, the wondrous sound of `snap` as the bow sends a lethal projectile upwind...
Aw yes... Vayus, you have my never ending loyalty for such charitable acts.
27th of Timber
We have been attacked multiple times within this year, one of our militia was whipped to death just a few days ago. Everyone took this very hard. This desert is unforgiving.
It is a terrible thing, to smell a goblin. A hunters nose must be very keen.
I cannot describe the mixture of unbathed flesh and malevolent intention it gave off... Like a nightmare that transcended reality and became physical and real.
14th of Moonstone
Komodo Dragon was telling me of the progress of the foundry, ale was thick on his breath and he smiled like a madman, it seemed he had been waiting for this moment since we arrived. In a couple days he said, it would be completed.
On my way to a hunt, i saw Asa staring off at the cave in the distance... What connection does she have of this place? She looked at it the way one picks a scab, almost subconsciously.