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Thaal’s Journal – Entry 12

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…and right onto the next job. I am beginning to appreciate the life of a mercenary; it’s good for me to keep busy. It has begun to feel like a real life.

It is doubtful I brought enough replenishment, but I am confident I will find more in the field. Having something at all is quite a boon.

Judoc has agreed to give a studied opinion on It. I am actually inclined to tell him much of the truth. I don’t think he’ll see too much on his own.

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I have arrived in Drift, making this job one third complete. I am pleased to pay for a room at the local inn, large enough for both myself and my two confidants. It is a substantial windfall to have met Jeeko and Judoc; I aim to keep them very close. The holy men go about their own business. With any luck, this paradigm of non-interaction can be maintained, but I’ll keep that twinkle out of my eye for now.

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I have had my first sensitive discourse with Judoc. He and Jeeko both now know a good deal about me, and I am pleasantly, if strangely, unworried by this. I only left out what I needed to, and Judoc gave some excellent insights. He presents a reasonable argument to doubt that It is a disparate entity. In his study, and experience, pact binding spirits most often tend to make themselves known, in some way or another; if It is a partial possession, then it is a very worrying one, to keep itself secret in something as humble as the son of a hunter. Jeeko presented a good counterpoint, saying it is a curious curse that lends such sorcerous power to its afflicted.

Judoc spoke also of a class of spirit, alike a lesser god, that partially melds its spirit with an anointed one (and gave Cryva as an example), and, while it would fit the symptoms, it would unprecedented for such a melding to occur, and the mortal be unaware of his patron’s identity or wishes. He maintains that this is a more bizarre conclusion than the idea of an empowering curse. I am unsure; this all sounds too much like warlock magic for me to ignore, but how would a pact be signed without mutual consent? These are good questions to have in mind the next time I meet with Cryva. If I have been anointed by some terrible winter spirit, she’d be the one to reveal it.

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He held out on me, until after I thought we were finished. The mentor he served, anointed by a great mountain spirit, alike those he described, shared in common with me the one trait I would not share in conversation. It could be a mere coincidence, but it would be one Hell of a coincidence.

I am excited, but haste has proven to be an enemy to me in recent endeavors. I’ll practice my pleasure for the road, and prioritize my allies’ welfare. I am on a streak of pleasant days; I think I’ll start keeping count.

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It is a curious sort of day that begins with an attempt on my life while I sleep, but I think I have experienced exactly that. These assassins were dreadfully ill equipped to face me in combat, and so this all amounts to a kindly reminder to keep my guard up at all times while I work as a mercenary. For dessert, the rest of the troupe is off investigating our assailants home, leaving me alone. I’ll call this night the conclusion of Good Day One.

I had a joke with the paladin. Maybe I’m testing my luck.

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