Well, I hate partin' with my shiny goods..And I ain't one to be writin' in any journal, but I must admit that it may be a good idea after today. Ya know...In case it comes to my damn death, considerin' the recent events. Somehow...I've come into a crew of strange folk. Don't know 'em well, but I must admit I find myself curious. Although I'd usually turn my tail and bounce off, after such crazed events, I can't ignore the fact that I feel pretty drawn to this lot! Not to mention, well...They have made my collection of shiny pieces a lot heavier. Can't deny that!!

It all started at the Tin Whistle Inn...I was doin' my normal routine. Ya know? Pipin' away at my flute on the stage; So drawn in by my performance, I didn't even heckin' realize my goldie bits were bein' snatched right under me! I checked back stage to see 'em gone! Now I was steamin'. Ya know? This is MY collection. So when I saw a big ol' orc lad rushing out the door nearby, along with a few other people; hearin' 'em chat about my gold bits bein' stolen...I was right out the door! Now I saw that wood elf before at some of my shows. Seems to be a fan of 'em; good lad. Rem was his name. But these other two I sure as heck never saw. Anyways, I was in a right tizzy; demandin' they help me. They knew what went on; saw it, even. They had to get me my gold back!

Luckily, they agreed. Sure, it ain't like I need others to survive...I may be small, but I ain't no pushover! And I could have surely done it on my own. No doubts! But at least it made the task all the quicker...

The things that happened afterwards...Wee-OOH! I don't even know where to start! It was a right mess, it was! We ended up followin' the tracks of that nasty thief, right up to a little dank and dark spot. Ya know, where any suspicious criminal might linger. That kinda spot! I noticed some guys trackin' us; tried to get in a warnin' to the others. But we were already surrounded, we were. Now, I ain't no chump...And although I'm here for my shiny bits, I'm also here to survive. So I made sure I lept behind that big ol' orc. He was a nice big shield after all! Though...watchin' him flatten that man in one swing like a giant pancake; all that blood! My poor eyes won't wash that out anytime soon, for sure.... A bit of an overkill, I'd say. But this life ain't fair, it isn't. It takes unfairly, and gives unfairly. So I had no qualms about the bloody chaos that there was. I just wanted my GOLD!! That ain't even the WORSE of it, though! Now imagine my dang ratty surprise when that wood-elf, Rem, lept down from above me as I was bein' attacked. That orc was good show, but he went off tacklin' some other dude. I had no time to run with my tiny legs before another was right on me! Damn bastard got my arm good...

But that Rem, he lept on down and took out a SADDLE! A damn saddle, I say! Struggled to get it on, and when he did, that man turned into a horse! I'm in shock; I think others are in shock..And he's buckin' around on this horse tryin' to calm the thing. Like this is some damn rodeo! Although I'm well sure my jaw was on the floor, I decided to scoot in and help. I mean, ey, the orc took care of himself; already havin' the man cryin' on the floor like a milk sop. And all this, while I was calmin' this man horse thing... A paladin shows up! A damn PALADIN! Now ya know I don't like them folk too much. They're just too pointed for me. Always yellin' about "Justice!' And just not havin' any sense whatsoever. I get it. It's necessary, just like criminals, in this life. Everyone does everything they want, and it is just how the world balances. But damn! They sure are stubborn. Not everythin' everyday can be all "justcie," ya know?!!

Anyways, we were lookin' real suspicious...I was for certain that this paladin wouldn't believe a word that came from us; after also witnessin' the horror that was to be had. How were we meant to convince her that we were the actual VICTIMS of this blood bath?! But somehow...we did. Dang shocked with that too, I was. I doubt the day could have thrown any more curves my way.

Big man orc gets some answers out of his captive. He tells us about the Matroon group...Some sort of gang, ey? I don't know, I don't care! All I care about is the fact he damn well didn't have any answers about my gold! Rem off and takes the saddle off his guy; who runs. The orc lets the other go, who I could smell piss leakin' from a mile away! Disgustin'....And we end up walkin' to this door, where Rem says the track leads. Lyra is up first; tryin' to pick the lock, and it damn well opens right in her face! We are all on edge, ya see?! Adrenaline still pumpin', for sure. But this man comes out...Quite strange lookin' I'd say. Much nicer than one should be in such a slum. Now, this damn rogue is over here and starts FLIRTIN' with the man. I say, dead serious; FLIRTIN'! Who we damn well figure is the leader of this Matroon gang from his words. Don't know his name; don't need to. He offers us the man we were following; PAYS me my missin' gold. And says we can pawn him off for his bounty...Ah yah! Bounty! That was what this orc and rogue were after, it seems. They didn't seem to happy about sharin' it. But too bad! I won't miss a chance to take gold that's owed to me...Now, with the threat of multiple bow man above us breathin' down our necks, we up and decided to just take the deal...No skin off my bones, ya know?! Got a little money, and lived another day. That's all that matters to me...I ain't here for any gang or other boulogne like that...

We're all tired. I'm ready to head out and get a drink, and this paladin seems intent on stickin' with us! Now, while I'd normally hate the idea...I must admit, she did catch my fancy, after she put some gold into our group pool, and took us back to the Tin Whistle to buy our meals. We laughed; drank. Got to know each other real well, I'd say. A paladin, named Freya, a rogue, named Lyra, my pal Rem, and an orc, named Mulgrod. Now Freya was really pettin' our feathers, with how she was spoilin' us with a meal. So I certainly though...Eh...perhaps she ain't so bad... But there is also the annoyance of havin' to behave around her...Which I'll damn well get into, in a second.


The next day, after we all rested up nice; my arm wasn't so bad anymore. Lyra came to let us know she got a lead from a fellow rogue about some fancy silks being illegally brought in. Worth tons!! Now this is my style! More shiny bits for my collection, and I'm all in! We went in with a nice damn plan, too! Not like the day prior...This time, it was much different; more organized. And without a spill of blood! I played my flute off on the dock, with Freya hypin' up the crowd for me. We gathered up a nice batch, we did! Made it hard for those workers to bring their boxes through, and slowin' 'em down. I even caught some attention from on the boat; freeing up space for Lyra to sneak on. Mulgrod and Rem were on a boat in the water; where I had cleverly deduced the flow would lead any dropped packages. I know, I'm a smart rat.~

Anyways, she was sure as heck takin' a long time! I started gettin' tired, playing my flute so much! I thought we'd lose the attention, and I had to throw some messages for Lyra to see what was up while I played. She had found it, but now had to wait until the coast was clear. Since I had lost some heads while laggin' in my music. All in all though...It went easily! She was eventually able to come on up, and dump the box overboard...Well, along with herself, before she was caught. But mission completed!

Now, here's the heckin' annoyin' part. We were eventually able to open this box. Ya? There was that fantastic silk! We were able to determine the trap in it, and it was slowly, and quite carefully, opened...To reveal some of that real hardcore stuff! Now, I ain't gonna lie...At first I thought it was somethin' silly...Like damn chilly powder! Who the heck would hide chilly powder!? But the others figured it to be some hardcore stuff. Drugs! Worth, a LOT! Now, naturally, I hear money jingling and I come runnin'. I'm ready to pounce on this and sell it off for that sweet gold! But, naturally...We have Freya glaring at us lot like we're sick puppies. No way we can take these vials of powder for gold with her breathin' down our necks! Well...perhaps for the best, since I also don't want all the shit that comes with toting drugs around...The danger and what not. At least, so I tell myself, so I don't sob from the loss!

Rem ends up takin' two. Some excuse of they may be useful...And the rest, Mulgrod tossed off into the water. Ya, that's right. Thousands of gold worth items just IN the water! What a waste...It's tough bein' in a group for sure... With their judgy eyes and whatnot...But ey, at least I got a nice amount out of it...Not thousands of gold worth, but nice enough! I can't deny that....

Well...I guess I'll stick around a little longer...Couldn't hurt, right?