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The Theran Mystique - Volume 1, Issue 7
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Journal Entry 6
I love my armor. All bards need a good stout set of armor, me, my
preference is mithril, lightweight so as not to encumber one from
playing his musical instruments or deftly manipulating the breakers
on a lock, yet still sturdy enough to deflect many a arrow or slash
of a sword. But still, its those maces or flails which hurt the most,
armor might deflect the spikes on them, but it does little to deflect
the crushing blows which rain upon my frail little bones. So what I
need to do, is invent an armor which can be flexible when I need it
to be, yet strong and sturdy against large crushing blows in a moments
notice. This could be done with the proper magical spells combined
together, but I am so rusty with what little magic I learned. Which
means I may have to contract a mage, or group of mages, to do it for
me. The price of keeping ones hide intact and shatter-free....
Journal Entry 7
I asked a herald applicant if he'd ever served under a Gnome seeking
world conquest before. He promptly remained silent and shortly
thereafter departed, which I'm taking for a no. Which makes him no good
for any of my plans, for I only need willing and able bodies to serve
under me in my plans for domination of all of Thera! Those unwilling
or hesitant to perform tasks given to them by me are only good for
paperweights, and then only after they've been thoroughly killed and
drained of blood so when they act as paperweights they don't leak on
my important documents. And also, only temporary paperweights, because
they tend to rot and stink up my pages containing important
information. So basically they're good for nothing, because a good
rock serves as a lot better paperweight then any corpse. Must continue
working hard on my articles, so soon I'll be promoted and given
complete executive control over the Mystique, then the true Gnomish
propaganda will begin, and any control of power that anyone in Thera
holds will slowly but surely slip into my iron grasp!
Journal Entry 8
I've hired a male escort from the cabal for some extra muscle in
fights. And strong he is, capable of killing things far quicker then
I can. I still feel awkward with him around though. He keeps winking at
me, and asking me if I'd like to have dinner with him. Someone
obviously never told him employers don't associate with workers outside
of the work environment. Still though, when we're resting during
adventurers, I somehow feel safer around him when I sleep with my back
to the wall. "Ask the Mad Dictator" column is going slow, only two
questions up to now, and it's been a few days already, but I have
high hopes that a flood of questions will come in anytime now. If not,
I'll simply fabricate some with regards to my propaganda campaign.
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