April 3, 840
I've been here in Dauper village for about 2 weeks now, and its been quite the experience. The people here speak with a strange accent. At first, understanding what some people were saying was difficult, but I managed to learn their strange language. Their culture is different from the culture down in Shiganshina, and it was quite enlightening to see just how different we all were, yet it was also worthwhile noticing how similar we were at the same time. They don't have an awful lot, yet they can still learn to share what they have with each other. Had I lived here instead of Shiganshina, I think I would have certainly loved it. But unfortunately, today my journey continued on.
I left Dauper village earlier today. I was able to help out with Blouse, and getting to know his daughter was tiring, but still worth it in my opinion. Before I left, he gave me something wrapped in cloth. I unwrapped it and it was a knife. A simple knife, but I looked at him and asked him why he was giving it to me. He explained it was a tool and a weapon if the need ever arose. He felt that I would be better off with it. I couldn't exactly argue with him because it did make sense. I put the knife away and thanked him for his hospitality and his time. After saying our farewells, I left the village and headed off into the forests. A new adventure was waiting, and I wasn't willing to miss out on it!
The forests and woods are still as quiet as they were. I'm still as lonely as ever, but knowing that I have at least a few friends in Dauper village helped lift my spirits up.
Now that I think about it, what exactly defines a friend?
