Sleeping roll? Check. Coin? Check. Juni? Check. Journal? Ch- wait, where....I just had that last night and...ah! With the sleeping roll. Which page was I on again? Nearly finished, ought to get another when we're through with this Moesko person. Another follower of Talos, who knows how many are out there making trouble. Seems that this one is the last summoner of that lightning boar, at least. Boar...hm. Could I ask the Wayside if they have a pen for Benny? No, no just wait. Hope E is giving the little darling some attention. Could I ask to be brought to see him? Is that safe? Should I ask for him to be brought out? Poor thing's probably frightened, let him get use to the space the gnome made for him. It's not safe out here where we're going anyway. To confront yet another anchorite...will it be in the form of another orc? Would it shift to a boar out by the coast? Not very fitting. But none of what they do fits. How could someone commune and still choose such acts of natural discord? Which circle taught them how to - ....circle...taught....if they're using druidic magic....do they know druidic? Where did I...My journal... The whole whole point....if the ones we're specifically planning to go after can read druidic anyway....it's not safe. They could know what we're up to. Where we're going. Who and what we are, who and what we're after. If they take me they'll take this and then the others won't be safe. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. It's okay. I'm okay. It's okay. No one's gotten to it, to any of our things, we're safe. Well, Wolfie did get to my bag once but he can't speak or read - he...didn't he...jackrabbits. He used magic and was able to read before, so, could he... Oh Rat tails! Not even safe from Wolf! Focus Flicker. Step away. Move the grass. Dirt pit, now, here. I'll just toss the journal there and - Hah. Up in flames. Days of writing. Cinders and ash. Safer this way. Be safe.