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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rastfar" data-source="post: 3432265" data-attributes="member: 9596">17, Sek 637 M.Y.We have returned to civilization and I can not say that I am overjoyed, though it is certainly not as dreary as our stay in the bog.  There must be more thrills in truth to the epic tales of adventure and exploration than this.  As I abide it now, we merely travel from city to town, wagging political tongues and nary lift a hand toward the betterment of Thricia.  I remain cautiously optimistic.  Perhaps this is why the Margrave has assigned me to the Charter: knowing my design, hoping I may in some way drive us from royal courts and feasting halls to frontier lands and ill-omened warrens, pursuing our motherland’s greater good.As suspected Sir Quintus was more concerned with his own reputation than his word to us.  Promptly upon our arrival at the gate, he took liberty to have leave of us, deigning it more important to speak to Lord Swann alone.  I doubt any such thing will occur, or if it does, he has at least broken his vow to allow us bear witness on behalf of the Gold Straw Tribe.  Apparently, his pride is more important to him than his honour.  I shall be anxious to see what comes of it at this dinner party tomorrow evening.I have learned a little more about the Disputed Territories from the Watch-Mage here, <a href="http://aquerra.wikispaces.com/Oroleniel+the+Salmon" target="_blank">Oroleniel the Salmon</a>.  He informs me that a band of adventurers recently returned from said area with sleds in tow.  Apparently, they had encountered some fanatics of the Red God and two of their number met their end.  Others were badly beaten.  Numbering amongst their nine, more than we, were a Moon-Priestess and a Cleric of the Hammer God.  We will need to be more vulpine than they should we have hopes of all returning alive.  I barely remember the half-elf from the Academy as he was a few years my senior.  He is certainly lonely though. I shall look in on him tomorrow day, perhaps bringing some company.  I could not endure his hare-quick nattering long.Euleria continually impresses me.  Besides having the heart to rescue a boy to serve as our porter, she has hired two mercenaries who seem well-suited to our task: Falco and Dunleavy.  Though some part of me still remains concerned for their well-being; Timotheus assures me that they know what jeopardy to expect for their coin, and a goodly sum it is.  Unfortunately, the more we dawdle about the longer we squander their three daily silvers.  We certainly can not go to Tribunisport now, or purchase ferry passage for them, let alone pay them to stand about as we investigate rumours.  I do not recall there being a vote taken to use group funds toward hiring these men.  What a fool’s idea.Our rooms are unused dungeon cells.  At least they removed the locks from the doors.‘There are two kinds of men who never amount to much:  those who cannot do what they are told and those who can do nothing else.’</blockquote>

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