Well Me and an Elf Recruit named Corvani set out into the caves of Avarice for a small hunt. Strange places, these cave. I have always hatted caves. . . . got bats, and spiders, and this one was worse! It had harpies, lots of em! But harpies got feathers. . . . Killed many birdies! Though I wish I could shoot better in the dark. . . The elf made fires, he was some sorta wytch. . . I thought they burned them. . . elves and wytches. . . . guess what my mother taught me was not quite correct. Well that was a long time ago, maybe things changed I guess. . . Well after much battling and running my arrows down to nothing, we left with just over 1,400 Feathers and five thousands coins. Tidy work I say!
*Signed*
Cadeyrn Drest, Recruit
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