====== Journal ======

===== 8th of Marpenoth =====

==== The Fisher's Friend Inn in Loudwater ====
"Ahh **THEY** whisper again.In the dark I hear them. Blood they wants. They wait in the cornfields. Yess we followed the trail of death to the Fisher's Friend Inn. Some people here, but not many. The **Bear-lump** smells of blood as always...ahhhh. The **Crackling one** with his spike too, must hump his leg later. **Soft-Hands** with the soothing voice stands at the bar, yesss. **SHE** smells good as always, even though **SHE** is smaller now, mmm must smell her behind now. Smells roasted chicken from kirchen, makes me hungry. Bloood, bloood, **THEY** whisper, soon my lords, soon we will pay you tribute. Hmmm a drunken dwarf lies at a table, maybe I can get some coins from him? Damnation! The inn-keep spots me.... We go upstairs, sneakily. We prepare for a fight, I hope we will spill much blood! **Soft-hands** sneaks up and listens at the door. **Mr Hairy** wants to rise, but I hold him in check, I give **Bear-lump** a toothy grin. **Soft-hands** knocks on the door, another bear-lump opens. They talk and then they go in. What is this? No spilling of blood? Hmm must creep up and see if I can spill some anyways. Ahhh yes, the chilly bear-lump wants to fight! I call for the power of the storm! Then I rush in! AAAAAAAAHHH The Pain, But delicious blood is spilt! Even though it is mine own. No matter. Hmmm I smell a strong woman, must smell her behind later."

Ramblings of a disturbed mind (to be continued...by someone else maybe)