*The books cover is blank, bound in brown leather, upon opening the book you see the writing is written in a silver ink, and is well scripted and neat* :: :: Tolta, 3rd of The First Seed, 1320. Entry 1: I found this book, cheap, but hardy. It should serve well as a journal. For what purpose I am keeping a journal, I do not know. But I am, and I will scribe all the important events of my life in here, starting from now. :: :: I was out hunting today, I got afew pigs for meat and I managed to get some leather off of some cows by skinning them. I got enough meat to last me awhile. Nothing much happened today, I am writing this as of the day I start my journal, though. Irba, 4th of The First Seed, 1320. Entry 2: Early morning at the moment. I was just Leaving my lodgings, when I was attacked by a bunch of skeletons. 4, to be exact. I managed to slay them all, but one of their damn arrows pieced my shoulder. I will sew it up, and let it heal, but I will need to get some leather to repair my tunic. :: It is now night time, and I have repaired my armour. I am far from anywhere I can sleep though, so I believe I will have to go another night without it.