May 14, 2455
After two long years of exhaustive research, I may have found the location of the biggest archeological find in centuries. The ancient texts point to a remote region in a nearby-unnamed desert. Because of the war, flying there would prove to be too risky as there would be no point in looking for something if you get yourself killed along the way.
The cowardice among my colleagues proves to be frustrating as most are unwilling to travel with me, citing the possible dangers of booby traps and disease. Not to mention hostile thieves hoping to make an easy buck plundering the cite of any valuable gold artifacts. I shall take the only three colleagues that aren't stricken with a sudden case of pants-soiling terror.
Bill Grey. A former trained soldier, Bill Grey is one of the best gunmen and explosives experts I know of. Only he I can trust to be able to remove any and all obstacles without damaging any priceless artifacts or wall paintings.
Krystal (last name unknown). A mysterious blue vixen, Krystal has displayed psychic abilities. This could prove useful for searching the immediate area for hostile thieves.
Katt. She loves me, but is too stubborn to admit it. Luckily for her, the feeling is mutual. It'll be nice to have an extra set of hands on the journey.
With the team assembled, we'll head out in the early morning. It'll be easier to spot hostiles in the broad daylight, not that the hot pre-summer sun wouldn't help our air-conditioned asses avoid confrontations with those desert pirate-wannabes.
-Falco Lombardi
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And with that entry into his journal finished, Falco went to bed for the night.