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The young Kartakan awoke, pulling on a studded leather vest over his loosely adorned underclothes. With a grumble and groan he pulled his belt around his waist and let it hang loosely onto his hips, slipping his old rapier into it's sheathe before giving a morning stretch and moving outside. He spoke with some of the people outside the Lady's Resting Place, before moving off westwards in a group and then appearing from the Sanctuary of the Coming and moving into the Lady's rest again to write into his journal.744 B.C, Barovia, Vallaki.
Lost most of my savings, to a pair of neck-drinkers. I met a rather charming Gnomish woman, Katja Vinter, she seems to work in the same sort of work I am interested in. Another who seems to do such was an Orsolya of the Red Vardo Traders, situated in Barovia. A road I will look at further down my path in Barovia, for now I must gather coin to pay off a debt I owe to Lady Katja, then I will start sending Bebelina coin.
Something else I experienced today was well, to the word of Aimee, another woman I had met-- Death, she had brought me to the Morning Lordian Sanctuary of the Coming Dawn-- Where I was, by my own assumption returned to life after a perilous situation with a pair of Vampires I only remember tidbits of. It was not like I imagined, at all, it was as if I was suddenly pulled from a very cold dream. I would have never have stopped shaking I fear, if it were not for the help of Felise, a kind-hearted woman from Mordentish lands I met in the outskirts of the Grey City, who brought a bit of clarity to my mind with a touch of her magic.
I feel as if, tomorrow will reap some better experience and benefits than today, I can only hope for such.
The young Kartakan climbed into his bed yet again, drifting off to sleep after the CLUNK of his rapier sliding off it's unstable position against the bedpost and landing on the wooden floor of his room in. By that time, he was far too warm in the Inn bed to care and was already mere moments from falling asleep. Writing mentioning Vampires, in this addition to Olivier's journal were a little more jagged than the rest of the entry not as clearly written out.
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