Vignir the Mads Journal Entry 5873

Dear Diary

Today Hogar the Mad arrived at my Ziggurat he lectured me about the threat of the dragon as if I don't know how much of a problem it will be. Seeing as I am tied down with maintaining our sleeping goddess, it would be a choice between the jewel of the east being strangled or having the flame of our goddess being snuffed out by the storms. The other apostles are fairly useless and lack character. I have been trying to find the proper protagonists among the tinkers, surly wildmen, no account bards, promising young priests, bear bothers, unproven warriors,monastic drop outs, earnest holy warriors , waste wanderers, thieves with hearts of gold, magical lottery winners, idoits, wizard students, and all other retconed backgrounds, however none seem to be taking the bait for the call to adventure.

I find it frustrating that my familiar did not warn me of the coming of the foreigners on the teleportation circle. I plan on evaluating them see if they have what it takes, and what character flaws/ weaknesses they have. Seeing as the last time I saw them they were in the clutches of the banal union men they will certainly relax in clutches of our goddesses bosoms. The trick will be ensure they do not become tools for the other apostles even if they do not assist me in my holy tasks.

I have continued in my new task to convince the spies in my court that I am insane, sending my pet pigeons with messages all over the city. Now all the spies assigned to look in on me have been shooting pigeons and trying to decipher my ever shifting ciphers. It always entertained me how little of practical skills exist among my magically inclined peers. I feel as if I am improving their well roundedness of my fellow apostles teaching them basic math skills. Most of the messages are inane drivel Assassination plots that do not exist, dark rituals that have been retconed, and correspondence with the merchants and my test subjects. This fear and paranoia at least keeps my true projects better hidden, plus makes them overestimate how mad I truly am.

( Written on fine papyrus encoded rotation 13)

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