6/5/604
Something interesting today. Reggie came by. Ordered some taps and buckets. Elf lass came with him. Seemed out of place.
Started on the taps once the wheels were finished. Feckin’ wheels. If not them, it’s horseshoes. Least this job’s different.
6/6/604
Finished Reggie’s order. He and the elf lass picked it up late in the day. Needed help hauling it. Asked if I could watch their backs while they set the taps. Why not? Got kitted up.
Forests are dark.
Reggie wanted a special tree. Why? A tree’s a tree. Found two of Reggies trees, and some birds with elf faces found us. I couldn’t understand a feckin’ thing they said, but the elf lass thought it was almost elven. Nothing came of it. We found a third tree, and then a Spider-thing came down a tree behind us. Almost killed it, but it didn’t attack, and made hand signs. Didn’t speak, but understood Dwarven! The elf lass gave it paper and charcoal. Spider-thing writes in ancient runes! Almost too old to understand. It asked if Reggie was food. Told it no. Too stringy. HA!
Didn’t get much else from it. Headed back to town. Long day. But something new is happenin’.