Captain's log
21st day of the 9th month
Need to remember to write to the Church requesting that they allow us greater powers to investigate hobbits and little people.
Now, I've never really thought too much about it but creatures from the Shire or Underhill were always sodding magical beasts.
It became pretty apparent during that bagball match yesterday that hobbits have some sort of unnatural bond with bagballs, it must be the unsightly hair on their feet that provides such an amazing ability to control a sodding pig's bladder at high speed.
We lost that match 6-3. Scored all three goals for our team and I was playing abysmally so you can imagine just how bad my team was.
I don't think the Covians had ever seen a bagball before, Tripps was... well
Tripps and Madsen has the athletic ability of a constipated snail.
Annwyn decided to have Wilkes watch our goal as there were suspicions of cheating from the opposing team. Since he seems to have some sort of ongoing disagreement with Madsen I decided to kindly request that he cease in his goal-line judgement, especially after he made a number of rude remarks about our team.
Annwyn had the nerve to offer me a prize for
'Taking part'. Talk about trying to humiliate me. Like I'd ever appreciate a prize for
'Taking part', that's like accepting the fact that we lost in good grace.
Pitiful.
Obviously I rejected the stupid cup, I suppose I could have kept it and thrown it at someone later on in the evening but I think the shame of actually touching the bloody thing would have been too much.
- Dart ----- ----- ----- ----- -----
Captain's log
22nd day of the 9th month
Ended up on yet another patrol to that bloody Orc Cave, again in search of ore.
I must have been there innumerable times over the years. I remember a patrol there as barely a Footman and it still hasn't changed a bit. Orcs don't appear to be ones for development.
Anyway - the craftie present hadn't an idea how to smelt shadow iron ore, which was a stroke of genius on Walsh's part, hiring in an incompetent craftsman, so after battling our way to the gigantic brute orcs, I was forced to wend my way back through the caverns to fetch a craftsman.
Found Lambeth and sent her back there with an armed escort.
Went off to finish some paperwork, then visited the tavern only to find Tanya and Lily having a disagreement over something or other.
Apparently Tanya had brought Lily to the Keep for a special treat, or some such.
(Note: Put foot down about said matter in future, garrison is no place for children.)
Lily as usual was exceptionally rude when she didn't get her own way and I told her to be good and stay exactly where she was
(on the rug in The Deer) until Tanya and I returned. Waited outside for a few minutes whilst Young was inside, figured she'd probably just badger him or something until she got bored and came running out.
Instead we heard crying, so rushed in and found her in tears with Young trying to bribe her with cookies
(a trick that's becoming more and more ineffectual as she grows up.) I attempted to deal with the situation calmly whilst Tanya cuddled Lily.
Apparently he'd given her some coconut and she'd started choking.
Idiot.
Lily of course knowing exactly what she was doing accused Young of hitting her. Anyway - took her home and I was told that I was her
'bestest friend'. First time I've heard that in a while, could've sworn it was Navaska but apparently he's an
'idiot' now as he refuses to marry Lily. Can't blame him. Bet he has his hands full with Floria being high maintenance, let alone Lily.
Still she seems to have a crush on Rhoen now, which is only slightly worrying being that he's her brother.
- Dart