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Journal Entry 3
Upon taking a break from my constant plotting and theorizing on methods of taking over and controlling Thera, I decided to experiment with tuning musical instruments. The effects are intriguing, though ultimately of little use to me. I am unsure if there is any truly useful purpose to these experiments, as one does not go into battle wielding his instrument usually. Experimentation with refrain will begin next. My fellow Herald Rymerr doubts my ability to eventually conquer Thera, perhaps if I send all the other duergars to the coal mines upon rising to the throne, it will show him his folly. I'm not really sure what other uses his people are of anyways. Their craftsmanship is adequate, but nowhere near as superior as that of the dwarves, and they are quite smelly creatures. Maybe if I made it mandatory for them to bathe, upon pain of death, they'd be a bit more concerned over their body odors, but probably not, seeing as bathing would be more painful then death to them. Ah, my witty sense of humor amuses even me. And if it doesn't amuse my future subjects, I'll simply write their names down and have them executed in the future. Of course, one of my most vexing problems will still be the Justices. They say Law and Order is good for you. But I'm no good for it! The answer is simple. Order and its cohort, Law, must die! Journal Entry 4 Very slow day, I've had to amuse myself by sitting in my guild thinking of more devices I could create to aid my conquest of Thera. But my main need isn't of inventions, but rather a steady cash flow to have certain enemies of high public standing eliminated by Assassins. So many foes, political and otherwise, and so little cash to use to pay for contracts on their lives. Oh the injustice of it all. Still, there has to be a clever way of raising funds, shopkeepers often buy used armor and weapons that I manage to scavenge, but even they have limited funds. Some creatures have gold, but I'm above being a common adventurer for raising funds. What I need is to buy rights to a diamond mine. Or discover a diamond mine! Or a gold mine or platinum mine or any sort of precious gem or metal mine. That's what I need. So now I must invent a device for seeking out precious minerals. That could be a challenging task, unless, my device is merely a dwarf on a leash with a water cube at his back! Bwahahaha. Time to find me a dwarf.... Journal Entry 5 Little news to report, this fire giant that I've been forced to put down in the past once again ambushed me while traveling in Braem Woods. Luckily, I had this wonderful Warlord, Rutherford, with me, who promptly dispatched the dark timber we were fighting, and set loose on the fire giant, promptly dismantling him in bare moments. which shows once again, little people are not only smarter then bigger people, but oftentimes more ferocious too. And we're dangerous when cornered! I've proven that by biting many a hands that've strayed too close to me. Perhaps I should sharpen my teeth down, so that they tear right through the hands of fools who underestimate little folk! But that'd be no fun, for it'd be difficult to eat nuts with all my teeth sharpened to points. But then again, I could pretend I was a vampire, and scare people, because if Gnomes don't scare people, gnomish vampires will for sure! For more Journal Entries read 'memoirsC' |
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