What is the easiest way to break a dwarfs finger?...."Punch him in the nose."

Loaned 50K to a snert named "Thum P. Me" He was yelling loudly in the park that he needed to find the Wehnimer's runner and would someone give him a broadsword. After I took him aside for some lessons in manners, I was just barely able to understand him and the words he spoke. He asked, "Couldth I haf sthum silbersth?" in a voice muffled by my fist. I told him my standard loan contract and the usual 200% interest weekly, payments due on the day of Volnes each week. He agreed. After wiping his blood off my knuckles I loaned him the silvers and referred him to a local empath. I doubt he will repay the loan so I think I will let my pet wolf eat him next week, he has always liked turnips.

Finished a delivery of raw black ora ore to the forge of the T'Kirem Bear Clan in the Dragonspine mountains. It was nice to be in the midst of my kin again and see Khaleb Widowsbane and hear of his reports from the borders of the Turamzzyrian Empire. He said the Empire has been active as of late and has been ordering more weapons and stockpiling dried goods. This bears looking into as at first glance it appears that the Empire might be preparing for a military push. Note: While the Empire is none of my concern it does warrant close attention as it has been known that the Empress has had Wehnimer's Landing in her thoughts for a while now and she might be plotting to expand her borders. We may have to shift our base of operations to a new city.

Is it me or does that mole on Helga's face actually grow on a daily basis? I've seen huge moles before because I have hunted trolls, but Helga's mole seems to almost increase in diameter every time I visit her tavern. I don't know what Sleepy sees in her. ::shrug:: Maybe he's a mole man.

I traveled to Ta'Illistim in the hopes that their rumored demon rum distillery had finished aging their latest batch. Ended up in jail again. Note to self: SEE PREVIOUS NOTE TO SELF!

I woke up this morn and saw the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the air was just right for drinking! So, I began with some mediocre mead from the last shipment from Solhaven then worked my way up to demon rum. ::groan:: Gah...why does a perfectly good drinking binge always hafta end up with demon rum, a headache, a basket of stale mana bread, an angry constable, two smelly kobold sacks, a broken short sword, three roltons, and a cursed clear tourmaline stuck to my forehead!!?? Note to self: NO MORE DEMON RUM!

I went hunting today in Castle Varunar by myself. I find that hunting in solitary allows me to forget my troubles and relax in between the moments of unmitigated carnage and brief screams of agony. Its not so much the feat of freeing something undead that relaxes me...but the enjoyment of watching the momentary glimpse of peace come over the face of the rotting corpse or skeletal lord as they are released from their physical curse and return again to rest in the arms of Lorminstra. Heh...and the loot. Don't forget the loot.

I recently agreed to a contract to deliever a verra large shipment of dwarven stout and beard shampoo. ::shrug:: Honestly, I don't know why the dwarves even bother, but they want it delivered in two weeks to Zul Logoth and by my word that is what I will deliver.

Received word that the winter may come early this year to Icemule. Note: Have all ATC Ltd. partners in Icemule purchase all available supplies of firewood and heating oil, then wait until after Ebons Fest when the fell signs of winter should be in full wan, then resell to residents of Icemule at 5 times the price.

My sheath workbench needed cleaning so I spent several hours this morn getting my area in the workshop squared away. Someone had used the last of my forest green dye and didn't tell me so I restocked my supplies and posted a large notice above my workbench. It reads, "Ah don mind if'n ye use my materials, but please replace what ye use. Because yer fingers aren't as easily replaced as my materials." Its all in good fun. Sheath making is so time consuming and tedious but a lil humor can make the hours pass in haste.

I collected a loan repayment today of 100K from an Elf named "Turnip-something-or-other"...::shrug:: bah..I dunno how to pronounce his pointy-eared name but you will remember the person's name when you read this entry. Anyway, he was 20K short on his loan repayment so we cut off his pointy-ears and his left foot. Now even though he won't be able to wear his glasses and only be able to limp in a circle he won't ever be late on his next payment to ATC Ltd. in the future!

Have you ever noticed how ugly halflings are? I mean, hobgoblins are ugly and zombies are just disgusting but "halflings"....NOW dats ugly! With their hairy lil feet and their round bulbish faces all covered with fudge smears and tart crumbs. ::sigh:: Still.....their money spends just as well as the next persons, you just hafta bend lower to get it from them. Note to self: Icemule is frappin cold. Only go there if no one else can oversee a shipment of goods! Send one of the other employees.

I got into an argument today with the clerk in Moot Hall. Seems he was under the misunderstanding that I hadn't paid my mercantile fee to operate within the boundaries of Wehnimer's Landing and had sent a bunch of ruffians to seize a caravan of our goods bound for Rivers Rest. Now, I can understand his motives but with our reputation at stake in Rivers Rest I couldn't allow them to delay our delivery. So, when I brought my mercantile contract with the clerk's own seal affixed and dated for this year, along with a few of the remaining ruffians that could still be found alive, he apologized and assured me we would be free from taxation until the next year. Note: Death and taxes, both inevitable. Hmm...maybe we should go into the death and taxes business?

Last eve I invited some friends to my Keep, and there we had a small celebration. The cause for the gathering was the discovery of paths to Ta'Illistim-the ancient abode of the elven folk. This should prove to be another great opportunity to bring our services and goods to yet another area of Elanthia. Note: I don't entirely know what to expect in Ta'Illistim or the dangers of traveling there. Note: Double the guard on all scheduled caravans for the first year to and from Ta'Illistim and all ATC Ltd. employees are to be under curfew when in Ta'Illistim....NO drinking permitted. A watchful eye must be kept.

Nuttin happened today. Not even a change in the weather, which would be something. But it didn't so nuttin happened. At all. Really.