[Late] Quarentine? Never heard of her.

Hail and well met Journal!
Ophelia again
 
So... Listen, I apologize for the late entry, honestly I forgot about you, I was tired maybe? I don't have an excuse, and honestly I don't think I need to justify myself to a fuckin book that doesn't even have the decency to have it's own words in it.
I'm by the nice pond, the one with the wind god? Lovely, serene, I'm making my own boats to sit in its waters, out of your pages, I apologize, but any good body of water deserves a boat, and I don't have the little 'Odd a' Sea' with me right now. (Small drawing of a boat here)
 
 
 
 
Anyways I went and saw my sister, got up real early, Elsa Holferz sure does know how much I love to get up and go for my morning walks. I hope the check up is worth my while. We chat, she hands me a note, I read it, I accept. Under the watchful eyes of my benevolent benefactors, I always accept, with a smile and a bounce in my step. Despite the crushing weight of my debt, I'm in a pretty comfortable position, and I enjoy my work so it's not much of a bother, though this new job of working with Romos sets me on edge since they tried to kill me two nights before.
On the way out I get one of those little head messages, the spell, another of my kind, they want to help with our investigation with the vampires, I'm not one to turn help away, and I'm sure the guys will be happy for any insight, so I accept. Out of the tavern and into the streets Shifty and I pass a grizzly sight, some folks all strung up on sticks like carnival meat, some skinless, folks are already gathering around, they don't look very old, we hurry to the Inn.
 
I get Shifty introduced, I think some of my companions don't believe me very well, I think some just don't care. I'm most worried about Tin-man's opinion, despite my demeanor and background, I don't like being thought of as a liar, and I want the big metal man that hides in the freakin dark to be on my side. But they're keen to go to the bodies, of course, we make our way there and it's a shit show. The bodies got the plague, we need to strip and be cleaned by some doctors, it's wild, I go in, I leave, I stare at the boats on the water to ease myself, some nice boats out today, I didn't see the one I was looking for.
 
Bird's all excited about the plague, Tin's got something up his nose about it, we follow a disease trail to the little Romos market nearby, there's a puzzle on the door. I enjoy puzzles, Birdman helps with it.
 
There's a cellar, where the disease came from. It's full of a gas that we can't breathe without dying, Arrow goes down. He doesn't stay down long, there's a lot to unpack, I'm more uneasy about my job that night. I make up my mind.
We go to the Good Doctor's lab, some guy shows up and tells us there's a quarantine, this doesn't really seem to mean anything to anyone.
 
Sly and Shifty bounce, they go back to where they came from, that's fine, might be better that way, vampires, plagues, and a corrupt church? Sign me the fuck off too, right? I just want my freakin boat back.
 
Speakin of, I tell them about my job, ask them if they'll help, the Good Doctor gives me a scolding, for accepting the job in the first place, he talks like someone with options, being a doctor I'm sure he's had plenty of em, he probably can't bring himself off his little high horse to see my perspective, and that's fine, I talk with people like him on the daily, call me impulsive, stupid, irresponsible all you want, won't change anything, might get worse, we'll see.
I think they're gonna help me, I'm grateful to them, Mad and Tin especially for not being judgemental fucks.
Speaking of the True Best Friend Squad, we all head off to the Living Doll Salon to visit Jerome, it's nice, the dolls are creepy as fuck. We learn a bit more about them, the soul thing, reminds me of... something, floats on the edges of my memory, I feel a kinship with what they do, though I'm not sure why, surely they haven't all seen those sepulchral gates like I have? Curious indeed.

Btw one of their dolls looked at me all mean and I hated it. Fuckin creepy motherfuckin doll staring at me with its dumb cat eyes. Oddball never acted like that. Also Chloe is back. Yay...
 
Tin gets a book, we meet a cool cat (is that racist?) Tabaxi names He that Sews, Mad has a talk with him, chill.
I go by the docks, pace the edges, find the boat I'm lookin for, pop in to see Nikolas, then go to the Inn for some drinks before the job.
 
We meet a new lady, nice and shiny armor, she's quiet, but she seems fun, Sunshine suits the group just fine. We drink, a fancy liquid from Reichnal, the kind of bottle that I covet and adore, fancy and something I don't have, we didn't finish it so I couldn't keep it. (Drawing of the Absinthe bottle)
 
 
Things get a little fuzzy, I see a floating boat, etc... you know how these things go, the drink rarely takes me like it used to, I'm pleasantly surprised. I sober up pretty nicely though and we make our way out to the boat, meet with Cap'n So-an'-So and get to work, moving animals again (You can already tell where this is going I'm sure, Journal, honestly no one is looking for a honest exotic cat anymore, it's all diseased rats and monkeys, drown me in liquor, can I get a normal job? Pleaseeee?)
Sunshine asks to me to sneak into a room, I do, Mad pretends to get hurt and this dead-in-the-eyes warforged with the jaw-line of a god goes and tends to him (In a manor that I understand to be overtly sexual considering how Mad was so upset and ashamed about it after). He had dirt in some boxes that I collected for the doctor, and a painting.
I go back and we work to complete the job, on the way to the church, they question the monkey and it dies, they look at the rats, figure out they're super im-plaguened or whatever, que the 'Good' Doctor yelling at me for the second time that day, moral blah blah blah, etc... Honestly I just zoned out, it's not my fault that the freakin church is shit, I didn't make the gods damned religion. (Addition, Tinny tried to defend me by saying that I grew up in a bad situation and that maybe I don't know right from wrong or something like that, which I resent, I understand right and wrong just like anyone else, I have jobs to do, a legacy to protect, etc... I've already started down my path I'm working with what I've got, don't go saying cause my Daddy didn't love me and I didn't know my Mama till I was 16 that I don't know that I shouldn't do bad things, that's shitty, that's a cop out, my moral ambiguity has to do with my love of alcohol and crippling debt not my childhood upbringing We decide to switch the dirty rats for some healthier ones that the doctor has, and continue with the job, I get paid, everything's great.