Entry 15

  Back in his Lordship's “waiting” room. How fucking fancy. Ohh look at me I’m always so busy… Go do dangerous shit for me in the cursed lands of fuck you. A fucking ghost that looks like him just poured me tea fucking tea. I’m gonna stop now. I figure since I was given tea, my employer has no idea I’m undead. Syrus got very curious about my ring of the prepared, he said he can make it more powerful. In return he wants to make a copy for himself, I agreed but we shall see Lord mage we shall see.

  Got new lockpicks while mister I’m the greatest mage ever “enhances” my ring. He better not break it. One more trip to the deadlands. Have to take horses and a wagon. Will need to go through dwarf country. The mountain paths are too narrow for wagons. Lord fancy pants wants me to retrieve for him a giant zombie and not the extra dead kind. This should go just fine.

  The trip to Taula was uneventful. I had to pay 100 gold so I could go to Usten, a place most people don’t come back from. Price for opening the gate my ass. I hate dwarfs greedy little fucks. There was a priest of the silver light by the gate, blessing a group set out to go to Usten. Said he’ll cast a spell on the horses. Claimed the zombies won’t bother them. Had to pay 100 gold for myself and the horses. Had to get the blessing myself just to keep up the facade. But nothing came of it, I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if he learned I was undead.

  Well didn’t get scammed this time horses are ignored by the dead. That group doubled back and now is following me. By the gods are they bad at stealth. It’s pitch black and I can still tell where they are. Started traveling with light on the wagon. Gonna see if i can attract some nasties to direct at those fools. So here I am letting the horses rest and drink some water by the river. Just sitting there looking at the horizon. And this noise like striking of whips in the sky i look up just in time to see a FUCKING SKELETAL DRAGON FLY OVER. RIGHT OVER MY HEAD

  Entry 16

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  The dumbass humans took the chance while I was distracted by the dead flying fucking dragon and attacked me. I’ll admit I’m not as good as I thought. There were ten of them and I thought I was being followed by four. Only saw four being blessed. A few had magic staves. I don’t think they were actual casters though. The dragon spooked the horses. Who knows where they ran off to. I had to run. I feel pathetic hiding in an abandoned house. Well I have company. I corralled nine zombies into the house with me. If my pursuers find me the zombies should give me time to jump out the window and barricade the front door and torch the place with them inside.

  Entry 17

  Plan did not work at all. They got in the house, I jumped out the window, ran around to the front and one of them was just waiting for me. He used a dart to paralyze my body. I was captured and tied to a tree. Then I was very insistently asked many questions. They could have used some pointers on torture from my previous captors. Funny thing being a trained assassin, I’m trained to withstand so much pain without making any noise. Being dead doesn't hurt either, literally. I just kept my mouth shut the whole time. As time passed they gave up on torture. They had broken one of my arms, and didn’t tighten my bindings. Big mistake. I slipped out of the ropes while most slept and two were taking watch. I used the same darts they used on me to paralyze them one by one and tied them all up. Drank a healing potion to fix my arm. Once the paralysis wore off I broke the fingers of the one who originally paralyzed me. Through brief pauses of all that screaming he told me they were looking for some stone tablets for their mystery employer and were directed to get the location of said tablet from Syrus’s hireling. Plus I learned that the paralyzing poison in the darts isn’t magical but the darts are enchanted to negate immunity. Clever, gonna need to look into it. I was pretty ticked off about how they treated me so I stripped them of their stuff and continued breaking fingers and toes, arms and legs until a few undead showed up so check out the noise. I watched as the undead ripped them apart.

  I've waked for a while and have been thinking how Blackhorse is up to something but I just get paid to fetch not to ask questions. Wait, I don't get paid. Shit, is this history repeating itself? Me following blindly… Need to drop that habit. Going to demand an explanation once I’m back, fuck his zombie giant. I ain’t working another day until I know why he needs all these things. I'm going back.