(G121 16/09/11 - BG - AP, ON(GM), GF)
DAY 25 (6th Tarsakh) Cont
Corum toyed with a few ideas, I little relised the boy was so devious until now, but in the end the most expedient
idea was the simplest. Simply go up to the farm house and talk to them.
We decided to spent the rest of the day in the tavern, thinking that most likely they would come down and in the
evening sure enough they did.
It was none other than Bartol and what looked like his entire band. The Dandy quickly pulled Bartol away for a quiet
tete-a-tete and we pulled faces at the others. The Dandy ordered a round of drinks and Corum asked Nes to play
a tune or two.
Things settled down even further when a roughty-toughty dwarf stormed off when it didn't look like there would
be a fight. The evening ended peacably and Bartol was sent home as drunk as a lord.
I was a triffle disappointed to be honest, I would have been just as happy if it had ended in a fight. You know
what I'm like Kitty, I always enjoy smiting the unbeleiver who is naughty in the sight of Silvanus.
DAY 26 (7th Tarsakh)
Dear Kitty
It appears the cat, Zara, prefers Corum's company to mine. Perhaps it's because he is so hairy?
Today we toddled up to the farm and Fenrir finalised the deal he had made with the Sheriff and the Brawlers.
Tosscobble appeared unconvinced and the Brawlers just seemed to wonder where their money would come from, but
Corum pointed out to Tosscobble later that we would be back this way in the next ten-day or so and could
check up on them.
That's right. A pin prick on the map of the Sword Coast I would be quite happy never seeing we are planning
to visit a second time.
This is due to Tosscobble's troubled cousin, Rankin Butterstitch, who has problems in a place
called Lindley which is about three days in land.
Corum had decreed in all his majesty that we should walk. I think after three days of marching in plate mail
though we'll be praying for the comfort of a dung cart, but he said it was not ours and was needed back at
the city. So the cart, Knepp, Nes and the witch's treasure were all sent back. What a clod.
We set off straight from the far, the day's travel was uneventful. It was myself, Corum, Fenrir, Raya,
Rankin and the cat was tagging along too.
We stayed in an road-side inn this night.
DAY 27 (8th Tarsakh)
Uneventful days travelling. Another inn this evening.
Today Raya found a sack with a trapped chest in it. Inside the chest was a few hundred gold coins.
Not too bad!
DAY 28 (9th Tarsakh)
Third day of travelling. Pretty tiring work with all our armour on.
We are now off the road and following a river. I am beginning to smell rather bad (although not as bad
as any of the others) and need a bath. If this is the great outdoors then Silvanus can keep it!
DAY 29 (10th Tarsakh)
DAY 49 (30th Tarsakh)
DAY 50 (Greengrass)
DAY 51 (1st Mirtul)
DAY 80 (30th Mirtul)
DAY 81 (1st Kythorn)
DAY 89 (9th Kythorn)
