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Bruto's tattered notebook

Bug has began writing a journal again, inside Bruto's tattered notebook

Tigereyes, i fink all dey duu is fuk up my life, first dey kill Bruto, nuuw Anthany! i fink i noose why i wuus put in dis shithole, tuu destroy da Tigereyes et will be hard, bud i must duu it fur Anthany and Bruto! i'll start gatherin' lutz of oil 'n firebombs and torch's.

I hav calm'd duuwn burnin' down da Tigers will only git me kill'd...

This entry is written with bad spelling and no punctuation

taday cyrus gave me a job at da crone i fink itll be fun first day on job and summun alredy gits killed he deserved it doe- but it dusnt fuss me cuz i dun care if he is alive uur dead nuffin muur to write fuur nuw

The following is written in bad handwriting with next to no punctuation.

Dat fukin persun dat wus suppost tu be ded is bak, I fite him again taday cuz he causing trubble in crone, he loose i win, Taday wusnt all bad i guut lutz of tresa, fund sum stuff dat culd be usefull in, gettin rid of certain peple, i had a idea last nyt on huuw tuu git rid of dese fukers, everyune wunds tu be my friend, i know summun i can use tu help me git rid of summun.

Random scribbles of people fighting each other litter this page

Sum fukin shit, fukin dwarv's cum intu Crone, kill off Bruto n Cyrus, wud da fuk is dis? he murdered three peple and dint even git kill'd just 4000 gold fine, dis is fuked, ill see him stop breathin.

Why da fuk doze everyune i like die? - Anthany - Gandan - Cyrus - Bocho

Intrestin, Cyrus aint ded, he'z just hidin and restin. wifuut him at Crone its gune tu shit, and dere is sum fukin bum behind da bar, he dusnt nose shit and is dressed in rags, i wish Cyrus wud cum bak.

Written in poor handwriting, the ink has run in some spots

Finnaly, he'z ded, dat fukin scum land walker is ded, iv bin huntin him fur weeks nuw, and finnaly i spot him, we had a boxin fight tu da death, i kiked his ass, but den again i am a champion boxa, i bashed his skull till i culd feel da warm-ness of his brain and bluud on my finga's, i feel kinda fuked doe, cuz i dint git da 4000 gold bounty, fur sum reason a bunch of elves gut it, wen i killed him - dat pissed me off, oh well, i hav muur goldun rundz den most peple in dis town, i wonda wut will happen next.

Messy writing is on this page

I nerly died tuday, i had tu stand a trial fur killin hookerz, but i won becuz of a mistrial, i dun nose wud dat is but it saved me su im happy.

lata in da day, i killed a flyin' skull fur a nice new axe, da guy whu gave me da axe says it hurts paladinz, so i rekon dat'd be handy, over all im happy nuw.

Written with a small nub of a pencil

Exile beginz tuday,

Earlier tuday, me Nalrae and Rick, went tu kill Dell, bud it didnt guu tuu plan, Nal died, and i gut exiled fur it, sum fucking day. Ivanda said dat, i cud cum bak intu tuwn wen a councilar says i kan, so i'll be bak in a week, Julian will let me bak in tuwn.

Tuday gut me finkin, huw many peple have i killed. ~ Dell ~ Urog ~ Twuu whores ~ Kalin ~ Kalins bitch priest. ~ Dat boxin guy me 'n Bruto killd.

Deep duwn, du i enjoy killin' peple, Yus.

Im guin crazee. Im suu bored all da time. Itz a rare treet tuu see peple nuuw. Yu dunt nose huw much yu lyk summin till itz gone. But i nose my wayz arund undadark nuuw. I bin explor'n.

IM GUIN FUKIN CRAZEE!

Bugs journal is splattered in blood and is in the hands of who ever picked up his bag.