Journal of Kiam
Date: I have no idea
After seven years of adventuring, I decided I might want to find somewhere to settle down. I was planning on building my own home, but then, I bumped into a caravan on the road. I asked about the news with the world, since I haven’t passed a town for what is probably weeks, and I asked where they are going. Last time I was out this way, there was nothing here. Apperently, when I was traveling through the wilds in the southeastish, a fort was established called Gremlinfort. Normally, I wouldn’t care, but the mayor is Gluk, the paladin from the swamps of the south. If they are involved, the fortress must be better than what I have seen in the past. Especially since they are mayor. Most towns I have passed through would never allow an animal man as mayor. This may finally be my chance for me to find a place I can actually support to live in!
The others on the caravan, unless they are out hunting or something, are Vlakoth, who, besides telling me they weren’t a vampire (not sure why I would care either way. If a vampire doesn’t come after people, it isn’t my business), didn’t want to talk. There was also a grumpy seeming person. They looked like a warrior of some sort, but I don’t know. They brushed my attempt to start a conversation, and didn’t even say their name. I think they are a lone wolf. Lastly, that I saw, there was a person named Lorumet. Unlike the others, I was able to have a short conversation with them, and I learned that they are an underwater hunter and, apparently, a brewer. Neat. Apperently, Akituh sent them a letter. I have heard of Akituh, and I am glad to hear that the “farming mercenary, as I have heard them called, is here as well.
It seems like many of the people of this fortress aren’t of majority species, so this fortress must finally be the place without speciesism I have been searching for. Anyways, I should watch the road. It is my turn to watch, not that I wouldn’t hear any danger anyways.