So all I need to do is travel to a major city to see how it is compared to the simple woodland life of home? Sounds easy enough, but I don't want to go to just any city. I want to travel far from home so the journey there and back will be enough to tell me how much better this life is. But to do that, I need to find a ship that needs someone who can cook for cheap or free passage.
So, found a ship and we set out tomorrow. Destination? Well I never did ask, but hey, surely they'll dock in a large city port somewhere! I showed them my skills by making a sausage meat-pie.. They said we won't have much in terms of flour on the way there but I can make do with just about anything they have in their larder. Here's to smooth sailing
Sausage, Sausage, Sausage, Sausage.. It gets dull but hey, a pinch of spices from the larder can make anything taste new and different. Please let me make something with vegetables.. Luckily I brought a little dirt and a plant with me.. Tending to it's growth helps relax me and should provide some nice sweet berries when we arrive.
Day Thirty one.
Ship's not doing so well in this storm, they say we're off course and heading into frigid waters.. my plant's definitely feeling the sudden chill. Hope we get back on course soon.
Day Thirty Eight.
Never made it back on course. Plant has died of frostbite. Had to use strips from my shirt to dress wounds from a small fish-men scouting party or something like that. Emergency docking is talked about above when I was cooking.. Wonder where we're going o dock. Low on ink.
Day Thirty Nine.
No time. If I die and this is found, tell my family..
Didn't die, but I lost my shoes in the clamor to get off the boat. Realized I didn't even write where to find my family. Took up a job doing writ work? It's decent pay, this adventuring.. Two bushes watered with one can. Granted I don't like fighting for money, but people aren't really buying my pies here like they did back home. Lots of adventuring types too. So few places to sleep out of the cold.. At least in the human skin. It's a little more relaxed that I can sometimes move about in the wolf skin when I need to get food, but relaxing in panther skin scares some people. Bear skin really terrifies people.. shouldn't do that in town often.
Day Forty one.
Found a lodge for rent, and really made a lot of gold coin with just a few writs and exploring. You won't believe how much money people pay for some things. I mean, me or whoever stole this book.. unless I give it to someone? Amnesia? Anyways this book is written by Tizetch Ixchelo, me, myself, I, Pie man. Using the human skin, I don't think I could write in any other skin.
Day Fourty Two.
Traveled to some really dangerous locations today to help people.. People really like 'hunting' dangerous creatures and not just for food.. for sport, honestly.. Just make sure everyone's peaceful, only fight when absolutely necessary. I try to make sure that people are safe, healed, let Zero do the heavy hitting, and the wolves that aid from the summoning rituals. But sometimes I can't not help out. Tasted something today that really sent me through a needle's loop. It was like when you eat frozen berry paste and your skull tingles but hurts at the same time but the taste was worth it? Except it was hot and I swear I felt the need to just.. smash stuff. Minotaur meat was down right tasty.. Going to try some other meats tomorrow, savor each taste and each.. feeling that comes with it.