Sour Tastes

The past few days were a bumpy road of weird things happening. We were on our way home to Grimgolir and stopped for the night, but while we went out hunting, we discovered a group of werecats. Wearing Thistle and Louise’s clothes. So that explains why Thistle is so self-conscious about her self-described ‘birth defects’ during our last talk. And I don’t know how to talk to her about it, if at all. Since I think I am one of the few that now knows.
 
The other being Virdan, who did not appreciate me seeing what I saw. He pulled me away and just rambled on to me about my actions and how I am prying too much into their lives. The fight was just a mess and we apologised to eachother for it. Trill was helpful too, making sure we were both not making things worse for eachother.
 
This is my first time being in a town for a while, I’ve spent the past few years out in the wild with nothing but you and Z to help guide me. Its strange being around all this noise. Grimgolir is nice though, lots of brewery favouritism though, two different brands that Teither sponsor or just have a big part of the culture here. Good drinks too, had a tasting with some of the group and I made sure to write all the notes down for you in case you were interested.