An Old Journal

[I love cats]

*A very old journal in the possession

Cowards, fuck the guild and fuck the guild masters. I can't believe they want us to stop shanking our peers. That fat bastard Norberts got plenty of wine to loot, Sunpurse has some old shit in their mansion to sell, Castle Moonspear is full of treasure, That old fool Holt is dead and his son and a bunch of idiots are partying perfect time to shank him and take everything that place is worth. We can end the Peerage and their threat once and for all. Ring 99 could truly be ours but they want to count their coin and have trade with the same bastards who want to tax us. Lost some of my best mates fighting these Peers, and shanked so many of their knights. I even sent waves of dweebs just to die so me and my boys could get the perfect chances to strike. All that for peace? All that for these Peers to come to our square and trade to put their money in our bank? Most of these idiots had no actual skin or fight in the game. I didn't even get to shank any of the actual lords. Wish I coulda shanked that moron Desmond.

I can't believe that my dweeb son Vunco knocked up a broad and is begging me for Groats to help out Luke. That little shit got the beating of his life again. We aren't Peers who inherit money we make it ourselvese. I need to get a crew and get the hell out of here. I am going to make it to Ring 1 I am going to then shank the king.

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*A bloodsoaked journal entry*

Those bastards are all dead all of them. Some of them weren't cut out for ring 92 the ghouls the damn ghouls. That hellhole of the Palid Prince. We managed to get through 86 but the King's Folly took out a few more of them. We advanced and there was fire nothing but fire flames everywhere. We then lost our mage to some forest full of Changeling bastards. Those damn changelings. The rest of the crew suggested we return to ring 99, gather a better crew and carry them through all the other rings. I should have listened to them. Instead, I told them to not be dweebs and we tried our luck on the Smoulderpeaks was a big mistake. They neglected to mention they all ran out of invisibility vials....I managed to survive and looted their coin purses.  This is damn sure enough to retire I won't need to work again.

I can't go back to 99 I can't tell Vunco and Luke that I couldn't even get past the smolder peaks. I just can't.

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I am getting too damn old for this. I had a job a good one. Kill Quarter Dragon, Kill some fat fool Clyde retrieve the asset, and get one hell of a payday. Things kept screwing up. I would be too behind them or too ahead of them. She now has a keep and I don't have the men to raid that thing. No way to pass the Keep without being detected. If only I was in my prime I would have gotten this job over with by now.

[I love cats]

That dweeb became a guildmaster?

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In all of my years, I could never predict the results.

Ticker Square and one of my bosses the whole time being ruled by and burnt by a Dragon.

The Knaves of Ring 99 their true dark design nothing more than to be in service to some peer.

The Peers openly demonstrating their values and honor are things they do not even pretend to have. Betraying their king only to then betray the usurper who was against their king.

The above ended up being more predictable than the death of the King and the falling of the walls. Those changeling bastards and the inbred gnomes of the mongrel woods finally got their wish.

Its all gone to the hells.

[I love cats]

After many years of wandering I finally have crossed what was once the shoulder peaks. Bazeel ain't open like it used to be the golden city is gone. If only I had been strong enough to get there before. I find myself instead in their backwater Ephia's Well. I cannot believe it these Ashfolks they are dweebs who do not fight yet they are our rulers? I come to the Well and I cannot believe it. The peers they are here. A bunch of them have thrown their lot under some whore Elizabeth. Even their wretched Reeve is here waiting for someone to poison. I have shanked quite a few of his fangs.


Naturally I looked around for the biggest enemies of the bastard of Glitt, Moonspear, those trashgulld, Velstra, Orza and Glitt this Cinqourfoil Rose. Everyone pointed me in the direction of this legion because of their feuding. I go before them and I find them uninterested in taking on these peers claiming fighting orcs is more important and the Rose are their allies. That "We can't beat the orcs without them." As if a war wouldn't be a perfect time for them to screw them and take the well for their Sultan.

I have met a man of some place called Qadira a prince Arjuna. He told me how I felt. "Screw both the legion and the Rose and let us get rich." He gave me quite a bit to join his crew. I did quite a few jobs for him. This Majhera sounds like a decent fellow but this prince is a welp not the smartest tool in the shed. While I slept I wake up to find out he got exiled. Instead of wisely abducting those dumbass Balladeers and taking them to Qadira to demonstrate his status and drain the coffers of the Grandmaster he decided to murder them in cold blood. I don't got sympathy for those idiots in their peer cloaks but the more profitable and smart option he didn't chose. Left and right his men are ditching him. So I find his ass in Khaesh and we shared some words I have a feeling it was going to be our last words. He gave me some instructions as well.

Turns out those instructions didn't need to be carried out he got himself killed leaving me without a boss. No point in carrying out the will of a dead man to get me in a similar place dead or exiled. Turns out Nathaniel got his justice for treachery anyway by being exiled himself after being unexiled. But Nathaniel his Souk in the Creep is doing better than many in the Souk above. Made some decent dinar running him goods and information about the going ons of the well even paid me well to deliver a few messages for him, I even got a job for him that was going to give me a decent payout just for facilitating it.