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We entered a mining town today, the people were sociable within it. We discovered one of the most interesting things today, a ship that sails upon the sands! I'm most curious as to how these contraptions work. I will have to do so once we receive our commissioned ship.

We also found a job within the small mining town, it seems that the miners were having trouble within the mines and we were hired to clear out the mines. It did not seem a hard job so we took it on the spot and headed into the mines with the idea of some easy gold.

Upon entering the tunnel we were pointed towards the monsters who turned out to be some unusually sized centipedes which we dispatched with ease. Soon after the battle we spread out in search of the emeralds that we were searching for. I managed to find one, and the others found another I believe.

A problem did arise soon after we spread out, a Giant spider dropped down and ambushed two of my comrades. I was not much help in the battle and we lost one person permanently from the fight. I did not know her well but I wish her well in the next life. For now I can feel my knowledge growing with the days, I have taken an interest in magical items and I intend to study into the matter more.

After coming out of that cave we have come across "The Desert" as the golems who guarded our path called it. It is dreadfully hot here and most of us have to stay in the shade on the wagons or otherwise overheat in the heat. We traveled for several days within the desert in hopes of finding civilization. On the last day we finally came upon a city which we could see on the horizon. However before we could begin our journey towards the city we were beset upon by a pack of strange dogs. Being the dashing Wizard that I am I tried to persuade one of my fellows to befriend the animals, however they outright refused the proposition of being my pet and began to attack us of all things.

Being the dashing Wizard that I am a few well placed Magic missiles and a bit of slippery grease set them in their places. To bad that no useful ingredients could be gathered from their corpses. For now however we have another days travel ahead of us.