Bootpolisher's journal

[I love cats]

Pretty bad idea for a man in my line of work to keep a journal. Especially with peeping toms like Cosine can always look at it with just a damn spell. Captiana would kill me if I wrote something in here any moron can see with magic. It"d be even dumber if I wrote something in here the legion could use as evidence at a trial to see me fed to lions. However people like Alejandro remind me how scholars look through these things for evidence of the past. So maybe I am doing dumbass scholars in the future a favor by writing down my thoughts.

Before I came to Ephia's Well I came from the city of rings no clue which ring I am even from or have been to. Passed through 99 once or twice it was full of idiots probably my least favorite ring. I have heard 10 different stories on the name "Bootpolisher" Its possibly my father was just really dumb and called himself that. I then ended up using a Halberd because it was the only damn thing available. I got really good at it and joined a few random gangs here and there. Sometimes the gangs would all get killed because none of them were smart enough to drink an invisibility in between rings or they decided to be idiots and jump an insanely large group that outnumbered them and had tons of spells. We mostly looted dweebs and ringrunners we came across. These ash storms happened and everything went to shit. Food became scarce one of my boys tried to eat me so I ended up having to put him down. All of the above was perfectly legal since it never happened in the Sultan's lands.

I came to Ephia's Well and I instantly wanted to join the Banda Rossa. They seemed like the toughest gang around. But they are not thugs they are proper proffesionals.  They were not impressed and ended up stabbing me and almost killing me. They told me to come back when I was more fearsome so I went into the creep and began working with a fellow named the Baron I hated that he called us the lodge. We had other dumbasses join us like Skink, Bana some squire. Most of them are dead or fucked off.  I had visions of forming a group of marry men engaged in nothing but perfectly legal activities known as the Gutter Gods to keep the gutters safe and have people pay for valid protection.

Eventually I joined the Banda Rossa to the dumbass scholar reading this I did miss some important details its up to you to quit being a dumbass and figure out what is missing it isn't my job to tell you how to figure things out or give you all the answers or incriminate myself by putting dumb confessions in a journal. So I became a Magistrate cost me 1,500 dinar but I of course used my position to make even more Dinar. I even managed to find a way to get paid to quit my position and insult my boss Qari it was fun. This guy Qari is a whore he will do anything for dinar more than me and he likes to lie a lot.

Ephia's Well does this dumb thing called voting. I just get paid and some dumbass gets a vote. There are these leagues Domhall originally didnt like me or my pals so I ended up beating the shit out of him and quitting the white league sometime later the white league paid for me to rejoin them. I originally liked the white league because I was a poor bastard and wanted a voice for free. I"m convinced the voiceless wont get voices on account of someone rich can probably bribe the Sultan to veto it. The gold league kept being poor and not doing enough. I got sick of being in a league full of fuck ups and losers. I wonder if Purple league will ever pay up for me to join them to? Seems pretty stupid that any idiot can join or leave leagues but its a great way to make money.

Everyone talks about this Sultan. I have never met this guy I got no opinions but people who have never met him seem to have strong opinions on him. What I cannot understand is how its possible these ashfolk wont punch back. Its one of my goals to have a valid legal reason to beat the shit out of an Ashfolk. Yet you can't mess with them Aaisha creeps me the fuck out she can sneak around everywhere and is super sophisticated and important. I"m hoping she is impressed that I killed the dumbass Bana who I got her to hire in the first place.

[I love cats]

I raise over 20,000 dinar in contracts and advance the company I am deemed "Doing the bare mininum" I have done far more than Corvini yet she is deemed worthy to hold a higher rank than me? Providing this company result while suffering these insults is an extreme test to my loyalty. If I am doing the bare minimum what are the rest of these clowns doing?

[I love cats]

She read it no doubt when I was writing this. This confirms my thoughts on the first damn page that keeping a journal in this proffesion is dumb as shit. I am done keeping a stupid journal scholars who find this I hope a damn Halberd kills you.