//------------------------------// // [15] (Travel) Fargo's Journal: 15th Felsite 222 to 2nd Hematite 222 // Story: My Little Fortress: Shadytrails // by PersonalGamer //------------------------------// 15th of Felsite Today I left town with a group of migrants heading to for an outpost. They couldn't pay me much, but it was all the could afford and I've been in this town for too long without any work. I couldn't exactly say no seeing how I don't much money left, so any work is better than none. At least they're willing to feed me during the trip, so it's not all bad. It's probably for the best I come along too, I've heard of highwaymen harassing unarmed people on roads around here, and they'd stand a good risk of getting hit without anyone with a weapon around to scare off any problem makers. 16th of Felsite It's been a single day, and I already have problems with this "Lucky Lands" unicorn that's coming along with the group. She looks at me as if I am an animal and is as polite as a homeless drunkard. She at least doesn't seem to talk much (thankfully), but I hate working with people like this. She's a mercenary too. For all the bad a soldier does at least they have a cause. A mercenary is all the bad of a soldier with none of the few redeeming qualities, and now I have to work deal with one for the next month or so. 17th of Felsite Some random hobos showed up on the side of the path today. They were all beaten up and covered in mud and looked horrible and the like, had a nice sob story too. I've been at this job long enough to know the risks of hitch hikers and beggars. If you've been hit once you learn quick not to trust random people you meet on the road. I hate how those who take advantage of the good will of others make it impossible to offer kindess without fear of being taken advantage off. I tried to talk some sense into the migrants about how they could be thieves but they were so naive. They decided to let them join us on our journey regardless of my advice. I do not like this. Now I have to keep an eye on our surroundings, deal with the lazy mercenary (Which I have came to learn has her own armor bearer who's akin to a slave from what I can piece together. I swear she keeps getting better and better) and now I to keep an eye on the group I'm supposed to protect. 20th of Felsite I'm having a hard time with this Lucky Lands person. I cannot trust her to keep guard of the group. She seems to feel like she holds no responsibility for them even though she is perfectly fine eating their food and sitting by their fire. I do not trust her to keep a sharp eye on this group. I feel like her lack of diligence is going to get the better of us soon. 25th of Felsite I hate this job. I nodded off for five minutes and I am woken up by a scream. I let things go unguarded for just a little bit and someone is gone. All we could do was run like damned cowards. I hate this. There no justice here, only a dead body left behind to rot. To make things worse Lucky seems as if she isn't even phased by this. The pony who died was her armor bearer too damn it! She talks as if it was an unavoidable part of traveling but I've been escorting people out in the wild and guarding caravans for years and I rarely see any death. I cannot handle this pony foal... 28th of Felsite I've not been sleeping much. I don't trust the mare to protect anything here. She lost her armor, even more reason not to trust her to be able to do a thing. I can't let my guard down for a second. Those bandits who put down the armor bearer could still be out there, trailing us like wolfs in hunt. I'm not sure we've moved fast enough to lose them if they were following. This wouldn't be so bad if Lucky Lands could keep that mouth of her's shut and actually work. Her words are sharp like knives and she isn't clever enough to dull them with wit. I cannot help but wish she was the one hit by an arrow. I'm getting too old for this... 1st of Hematite We finally got to the "town", only turns out this place is more of a large shelter in the woods than a real town. At least they have a bed and free food, so it's already better than the last place I was at. Regardless though, from what I've seen they have very few guards and there is no wall. I fear this place is unprepared for any sort of banditry. I talked with the lady who runs this town. She tried to downplay their position, but I really do think in the back of her mind she knows how vulnerable she and her people are. It is a good thing too, as I was able to talk her into giving me a job guarding this place. She said wont be able to pay me for a while, but honestly it is little concern to me. What I'm really worried about is what could happen to the people here if they had no one to protect them, and I also feel like I should work for me food, seeing as I'm stuck here for a while until a caravan or something shows. Anyways, I finally can rest now that I know there are other guards who are competent.(They have beds too! glorious beds! After being stuck sleeping on the ground for a month this heaven!) Hell, the first thing I did after talking with Isolde was sleep until it was dark out... 2nd of Hematite I've spent my first day on the job walking around trying to meet people and get a feel for the town. Everyone seems friendly enough... save for one. I don't like the looks of this "Jack Pine" person. I swear I've seen him before. Oh yes, I know have. I plan on having a little talk with him. I don't want him causing any troubles.