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Thu 16th Mar 2023 12:35

Setting the Foundation

by Bricky von Wallenstein

What a pain it is, to be separated from one's own self. I thought I was to be a pawn, a fool to a game that I never wished to play. I am profoundly grateful to the little goblin Bogbean, she definitely knows how to handle a needle and thread. I feel better knowing that she is safe and together. As for her appetite, I know not where she stores the food she frequently consumes. The Kobald, such a strange and noisy creature, he must be with us, he must be kept together. I don't even know where to begin with everyone else we have meet once Bogbean and I escaped the ship's hold. V and his first mate seem to be a nefarious bunch. Sarsoon should not have attacked me, and he should consider himself fortunate that I myself don't know what I'm capable of. At least V had the common sense to not attack Bogbean. Luna is a mystery to me, I don't know what she is. My friend Schleiermorder v2 has ears like hers, I wonder if that's significant to "Der Springe" but the color of her hair has me wonder if my hair will do that? Maybe it's from drinking something like the concoctions that Uberarbiter Klaus would have us drink every week. I still remember the smell of that tainted yellow elixer. Drexla is hard to keep track of, she's tiny. But I feel as if she's up to something and she talks really fast. Tobias on the other hand seems to be driven by acquiring this currency that everyone seems to rely on. He seems well enough and I'll have to bug him about his recipe for his buns, they tasted so familiar like a fading memory.