"Oh my fucking head." Davrin groans and leans against the bulkhead. "Bloody fucking bastards, why couldn't they tell me it was soap? Ah Gods above, if only I'd listened to my nan all those years ago....A bath really could've saved my life....Ah fuck it, I need a drink."
A few hours later, Davrin, his arm having healed and his body recovered from his near-death experience.
"It was all going so damnably well....perhaps that's why it all went so abso-fucking-lutely abysmal. Well minus that incident with that one damn chick that got that scholar" Davrin just about spits on the paper as he writes the word. "Gods, I so fucking hate scholars....especially since that one fucking bastard who got me into this fuck-all-mess. Anyway, we left Sassarine--Gods I never thought I'd miss that place--only a few months ago, and before we even left, something was already going wrong...Should've bloody known it was only a sign of things to come...I have to say, I'm glad I convinced them to give her her rites as we sent her over...I don't care how fucking much they hated her, we don't need to tempt Fate anymore than we already have...If only that fucking cunt of a Bowyer hadn't used sub-par materials in that longbow, I would've put one into her, though...Fucking 'Masterwork' quality...Hah, I've shat turds higher quality than that useless piece of shit."
Davrin pauses, and grabs one of the bottles of Green Man--surprisingly, he has been rationing it.
"after that, it was pretty smooth sailing. We encountered a halfling merchant ship, and guess what, THEY ACTUALLY HAD HANNA. How the hell, I don't know, but I was so fucking happy to see her again, ever since that fucker stole her, that I'm not about to ask any questions. Next we stopped over in the port where I found this Green Man...Best alcohol I've ever sent down me throat. I had still more good luck, as I was able to win a few hundred at the games on shore...Yet another sign that something really bad was about to happen, I suppose. After that, we sailed for 14 days straight right up until last night...where we fought the most horrifying creature I've faced in my life. We were drifting through fog that was continually getting thicker, then quick as lightning, it grabbed the dwarf and slammed him against the fo'castle. It was so heavily armoured with debris, I knew my arrows would be no good, so I heroically leapt from the Crow's Nest, and down right next to him, trying to cut him free....That's all I can fucking remember....Never have I felt so bloody fucking--"
There is a large ink stain on the page....Perhaps he knocked over his ink in a fit of rage?
"Never again, not even if I have to travel a thousand leagues with a Gryphon on my back. It's too close to how I lost Hanna...Never again."
These are all the pages I've found so far...Perhaps in time, more will find their way to me...
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