An alestained journal

[ADashofHope]

[This collection of parchment is cobbled together in an untidy book and kept on the person of Vaskr Farsong. Much of the writing already bears the work of another author...]

Yet we applaud your little trick,
Your artful ways and cunning wit
For in this world of shadows and deceit,
Your courage and resolve we gladly greet

normally not one for journaling, but I saw Skink and Grime scribbling in their own when they got a moment so I figure what's good for the goose is

good for me

and I saw some shit that's worth writing out slow-like and thinking on

I used to think the shadows were the Moon, but they don't talk like I'd think the Moon would

they talk like ME

or not like me but like your average fellow with hopes and dreams and limbs and life

like the one from the courthouse that talked about the coffee being worms and the sun being a lie and why it makes our skin itch under its lie-giving rays

or the one from the creep that talked about trust and murder and elves

they want to talk, they want to be HEARD but you would think that if it was HER she'd be more inclined to give advice or give or take or bless

I don't quite understand it and I don't know who to talk to about it

P? Might get it but what can they actually

the Dunce? Ehhh

maybe this just stays with me from now on a little secret that grows roots in the heart




not sure this helped but you know what might

moondust
scorch
beer
mizzar

let's try

Her voice was stolen, taken now
Her words no longer heard
For in the end, she stole our choice
With nary a single word

[ADashofHope]

Reports have come in of a new Minor Nuisance prowling the gutter. Nuisance is a halfling typically wearing dark clothes and a slime creature of unknown category. It has been harassing and attacking travelers in search of offerings for it's dark God and is of moderate danger. Investigate and approach with colleague

whodafuckingthunk

SMILEY

Smiley knew what I was talking about cept he calls the shadow-people the collective

"This life has been played out a thousand times before and a thousand times after we turn to dust."


not sure if I believe it

if I want to believe it

the way his hands paw at ya like he wants to make sure that you're real that you're there that you exist
(or that he exists? that he's on the right side of the veil?)
the way he copies folk the way they talk act move emote

it all makes sense

and this 'medicine' is something else entirely

not sure it's something that needs to be shared with the crew, because the withdrawal is a nasty thing

could get them killed, and i don't want that on me

even if they're not real, or any of this

that's just too much responsibility

it might help P

now i just need to find them again, snort some of this and see what comes of it
 

May the falling star keep your hope in the dark.