Entry 8

  Not sure how long it's been. If it's day or night. Been digging around in the snow for who knows how long. But I finally found it. The entrance to the ruin. I just hope it's the right one.

  It’s a fucking labyrinth. Running out of torches. Won't be able to write soon. Sure I can see in the dark but it’s not the best for writing. Need to keep moving.

  Found the stone tablet. It’s twenty feet tall and thirty feet wide. It’s a fucking carved wall. Guess I'll just try to copy the writings as best I can. It will take some time. Found some old corpses and more torches. And a map to a secret room. But it's been looted. I take it these poor saps are the reason I haven't encountered any traps.

  The snow began to melt some by the time I was half way out of Usten. Saw a group fighting zombies, helped them out and was on my way. Another group looking for those rot curing pants. They tried to convince me to go with them for added protection. I told them if I didn't need to get back to my employer post haste I would have. I meant it too. Would have been nice to sit around and chat with people for a bit. I told them about some places I’ve passed through and seen plants starting to grow where the snow is all gone now. They were very thankful. This rot disease must be pretty common.

  Entry 9

  Made my way back to Syrus. He was pretty happy with my copy work. Got the ring. Now I can’t decide what face to wear. Apparently if one face is kept for a month it becomes permanent. I guess I’ll have to wait and see. I think I’ll keep the long white hair. I kind of like it. Gave myself a human face, to my surprise my skinny arms and legs got some muscle. I actually look alive. Spent too much time staring at a mirror and admiring myself. I burned the mask.

  I made a visit to a brothel. Lived there for a month, two weeks and three days. Blew through almost all my gold. I missed the touch of another in such a way that can’t even be put into words. My skin is cold to the touch but with the amount of coin I was spending that didn’t matter. I had a human girl, then an elf, a half elf, then all three. Then four others. I stopped counting. Once I got myself going and the fact that I don’t get tired. Oh what fun. I fucked them gentle, I fucked them hard. I layed covered in naked flesh of the most beautiful women they had there and watched an orgy of over forty people. Yes I paid for an orgy to be organized and why not? I had the coin and it was glorious. There was this one girl, short black hair, gray eyes like smoke. Body like a master carving. Firm tits with nipples that tasted like holey. The way that she sucked me off. Took me all the way in her mouth. The noises she made. Then sat on my cock, her ass was tight and hot on the inside. Said she preferred it in the ass, she is truly unique. The noises she got out of me were something else entirely. Fiara, I swore to visit her again.

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  Spring. It’s nearly over now. Took a few jobs here and there. Traveled to Rexford as part of security detail for merchants. Captured a few bandits. Took a protection job back to Imagen. Escorting Edvin, a half elf. He’s bringing this red peacock to his father who’s a collector of rare birds as a gift. I don’t remember my parents. Or my childhood. My first popper memories were of training in the army. I couldn’t speak properly, my fellow trainees taught me a simpleton. Fuck they used to do some messed up shit to me. I try not to dwell on that. In the end they became my brothers. I winter if any of them are still alive. They would be creaky old men by now. No, it's been more than fifty years since I’ve seen some of them. It’s very likely they are all dead.

  Edvin told me about recent sightings of a dragon near Redford. Said that someone was riding it. I told him that dragon riders were real but it was a long time ago. Told him about the legend of Myra. Before anyone knew how to use magic. Myra, a warrior and a princess. Her home land was at war and she and her men captured a dragon, with her sheer force of will and determination she forced the dragon to obey her. She won the war for her father, but her brother still was named king after her father died. Furious she killed her brother and took the throne for herself, anyone who stood against her was fed to her dragon. She was a tyrant and treated her own people like shit. Started other wars and took over two other kingdoms. But then ten years later mating season came around and her dragon left and she was assassinated. Well that's how I remember the story going anyway.