Entry 2:
Well, here I am again. Recording in this thing.
Events have gone, well, basically as I suspected. Sure I'm not in that cell. But part of me wishes I was.Â
My bail was paid by a 'mysterious donor'. The Brass Blades dragged me out and took me to an alley.
And, lo and behold, who is there to greet me?
Bleeding Boar himself. Tricorn hat and all
Oh we had a fun time. He knocked out two of my teeth, cracked a vertebra in my tail, broke my nose, and a few ribs too. Such a swell guy
All things considered though, I got off easy.
Sort of.
The ass looted my store house, so my supply of somus is gone and almost all the gil to my name with it. See, this is why I need to stop tying up all of my monetary gains in physical investments.
Anyhow, Boar has me owing him the cost of the shipment still. And I've got a moon to come up with it. Fucking ass. Pretty sure he's the one who tipped the Brass Blades off in the first place. Heard he liked setting himself up with a legion of people indebted to him for profit. Just didn't buy it at first. Should have. Man's got himself more assassins and goons than one can shake a stick at.
He left me bleeding in the alley and, thankfully, Doc still runs her aether clinic down in Pearl Lane. Patched me up and all she wanted in payment was a romp after. About the -only- good part of this whole, miserable weak. I'm sure her husband wouldn't agree but, eh, their marriage issues aren't my problem.
But now I've got to figure out who needs stuff smuggled, and fast. I've got one moon to pay of Boar, but I still have my other debts after all. Thankfully got a few people who owe me favors. So I'll need to call them in. Hopefully next entry I write in this, it'll have something positive.
Well, here I am again. Recording in this thing.
Events have gone, well, basically as I suspected. Sure I'm not in that cell. But part of me wishes I was.Â
My bail was paid by a 'mysterious donor'. The Brass Blades dragged me out and took me to an alley.
And, lo and behold, who is there to greet me?
Bleeding Boar himself. Tricorn hat and all
Oh we had a fun time. He knocked out two of my teeth, cracked a vertebra in my tail, broke my nose, and a few ribs too. Such a swell guy
All things considered though, I got off easy.
Sort of.
The ass looted my store house, so my supply of somus is gone and almost all the gil to my name with it. See, this is why I need to stop tying up all of my monetary gains in physical investments.
Anyhow, Boar has me owing him the cost of the shipment still. And I've got a moon to come up with it. Fucking ass. Pretty sure he's the one who tipped the Brass Blades off in the first place. Heard he liked setting himself up with a legion of people indebted to him for profit. Just didn't buy it at first. Should have. Man's got himself more assassins and goons than one can shake a stick at.
He left me bleeding in the alley and, thankfully, Doc still runs her aether clinic down in Pearl Lane. Patched me up and all she wanted in payment was a romp after. About the -only- good part of this whole, miserable weak. I'm sure her husband wouldn't agree but, eh, their marriage issues aren't my problem.
But now I've got to figure out who needs stuff smuggled, and fast. I've got one moon to pay of Boar, but I still have my other debts after all. Thankfully got a few people who owe me favors. So I'll need to call them in. Hopefully next entry I write in this, it'll have something positive.
