[RPG][FEI][Adv] The Journal of Swainson Hawkestone, Adventurer.

[Diana P.]

August 16th.

Coming up empty on the hunt.  My sword Onslaught and I are getting 
mighty bored.  Looks like I'll have to find out what unholy critters 
think is tasty and start spreading it around as bait.

As long as the tasty bait ain't meself, that is.

Met with a sage today.  Now them is unfriendly buggers.  Been hiding out 
in the wild so long that they don't know how to be sociable.  Leastwise, 
the ones I've met so far haven't done me a lick of good.  This one told 
me that my goods weren't valuable enough and started going on about 
getting all sort of junk - unicorn horns and wyvern scales and the like. 
  Horsefeathers!   I think them sages just make this stuff up and then 
wait around for some greenhorn to come wandering by so's they can laugh 
at him behind his back.  I can't see why they don't make decent armour 
out of my good piece of leather like every other craftsman worth a damn.

Mayhap I should just put out a sage as bait.

Nah, methinks they're so stringy that no monster worth his fangs would 
bother.