Couldn't resist. I just had to write an entree quickly. I had something in mind, but I threw it out the window when my fingers wrote on their own account. I also wanted to start fleshing out Joseph as either a bad guy or a good guy, as Talvi seems to want to leave it up to the rest of us to start assigning him\her (you never know) traits. don't worry though, I didn't actually do anything with Joseph... yet.
Dear diary,
Hey it’s me again! Sorry that Talvi ate all of your other pages. I put the date onto each and every page of you because I never write in the date at all in my entrees, but Talvi seems to have grown this sixth sense for numbered pages.
What makes matters worse is that she still refuses to eat any meat at all now that everyone lost track of the cavy meat after she spilled it all, so now she’s ravenously hungry and eats any numbered paper she finds anywhere. Just yesterday she was prowling around Splint’s old bookkeeping office, but the door was sealed years ago with all the old records inside. She’s already eaten entire diaries of other dwarves too. I was scared for you diary, so I erased all the dates on your pages.
Still, as mean as it was for Talvi to eat you, she remains one of my only friends. I talk to her sometimes, but I’m still a little squeamish around her. I always feel like she’s just judging me, even though I’m almost sure she doesn’t care. She wants a friend right now just as much as I do. I know how it is to lose a friend.
I used to teach her how to hide in the shadows, but I’ve already taught her as well as I can, which is to say not nearly well enough. I’ve taught her the basics of course, but I’m still a lousy teacher. The only thing she can do now is practice.
Mr Frog is… well he’s doing better I suppose. He’s been muttering to himself lately. I think that I’ve remastered staying hidden too. No body has seen me at all unless I wanted them to, except Talvi who, now that I’ve taught her how to hide, has also begun to learn how to see. Anyway, I’ve been keeping an eye on Mr Frog. He keeps mumbling under his breath about the spawn outside. They’ve been learning he says. I don’t know why it surprises him.
That reminds me. The spawn have done it again! They saved us from the necromancers! But… this time I feel something different about them, diary. I don’t know what it is, but something just seems off. When they came, it rained blood again, but that’s not anything unusual for Spearbreakers. This blood was different though. It was cavy blood.
I know how to tell blood apart, diary, I’ve lived through the vampire wars. This is cavy blood that continues to rain down upon us. Nobody else thankfully has noticed the difference. It’s a bad I know, but revealing the omen would cause more strife than necessary.
Also, note to self: investigate Joseph.
