a journal

[Vlaid]

So Skink showed me that she got a book where she writes stuff in it, seemed like a good idea. So maybe I'll write some stuff and somebody might remember something about mewhen I meet a bad end.

I'm not a good guy. I'm not a bad guy. I'm not even a lucky guy.

But I noticed how much fear and mystical respect people give these Sisters. Almost like they are some kinda gods.

Went on this job for a Janissary a few nights back. This feels like as good a thing to start off this journal on. It was a real murder hole. Getting fried and electrified the whole way, trying to keep everyone together and whole. I didn't do so hot on the part with Skink, but at least she's alive.

Anyway, so there was this real tight turn we came down in the tunnel. We got ambushed, they had us pinned and split in two groups getting torn apart. Sister Selsi's got her hands full with goblins all around her, hammering her into the ground. I look over, see the blood, see the pretty black cloth streaked crimson. She's reaching up at me.... and I hear just one pained word "Help!".

When reality crashes around you, the masks fall off. Doesn't matter who you are, it's moments like these where you really learn who you are, who the people around you are. You learn what they'll do, you'll learn what they won't to survive. Maybe I didn't learn who she is, but I learned what she ain't.

She ain't no god.

Just another scared woman trying to survive. Maybe I can respect that more.

-BB

P.S. I still miss you kid.

[Vlaid]

Kicked from the Creep.

Bought a voice, got tired of putting myself on someone else's timeline and motivation. Worth it? Doubt it, but I got bored of the game of seeing if I was worth someone else buying my voice. Even the best games get dull if you play them too long.

Things are flipped upside down from what I knew a few days ago, but that's how it goes. Stay limber and loose, that's what the Champ would say.

We were out on a contract and Evarielle was probing about me buying my voice, she made some smartass comment to Skink along the lines of 'You don't want to be left behind do you?'. Trying to play on her insecurities to get her to take whatever deal they are offering her.

She's lucky I was in a good mood. I was half a step from beating her pretty face into the dirt, consequences be damned just to make a point.

Moment's passed, but I won't forget.

-BB

P.S. Still in my thoughts kid, every night.

[Vlaid]

Every day I'm not sure if things are quiet as a graveyard or if there's constant cacked groundshaking things afoot.

I'm not involved in whats and hows of it to really be able to piece it together. But something's going on and I want to stop.

Getting banned from the Creep sure has made my days a bit duller. Can't even have a proper tavern fight up here. Maybe some changes on the horizon coming.

Maybe I'll get a job with the Union and get in on that Quarry.
Maybe trashgulls will swoop in from the sky and deliver me to riches.

That rat bastard Mr. Meats made a move again. He won't be getting my Buster Brew recipe OR the locate of my Meat Closet. Over my two fists!

I tried to pull a thing related to Skink, I don't think the contact is willing to play ball. Some stuck up squares if you ask me, it's a GOOD plan...

I don't know why but I told Haknar my price if he REALLY wanted me to join the Fourth since he keeps tossing out numbers to get me to do it. Ten thousand. He didn't bug out, he didn't balk....he just said it'd take some time to get the dinar together. What the hell? Is he really going to pay it? I was joking but...if he really pays it....shit I'd feel obligated to do it.

Carlos is trying to invent a new worm machine for me. I keep giving him old samples of the signature blend of eleven worms and powders. Maybe I should offer a bounty on anyone that comes up with the best design...I could put Carlos and Kaelan in a contest for it.

I see how it starts now. I got a voice so I'm starting to feel like I should use it, starting to feel like I should join a league. I don't know who designed this system but it's more insidious than any Scorch dealer. I can see the claws trying to dig into me. I thought Themis was done for good, I wonder what brought him back from the brink to make some organization? Who knows. I don't know much about him, I wonder if he's worth supporting? I might have to join the White league if I want in on the Union. Working man's league I guess. Who knows? All the people really helping me, at all, seem to be out of the Gold League. They sure know how to hustle. I gotta respect that.


-BB

P.S. Found a noble ring from the old world kid. I couldn't figure out what house it belonged to, but I could tell it was from one of them. I'd have given it to you if you were around. I tucked it in a pocket for you, I'll give it to you when I see you...when I get there.