Journal entry Edit
- Praise be to Freya, Our Great Mother!
- They said the road was fraught with danger, that sea devils awaited any who traveled it, that a bandit lurked behind every tree.
- But I sacrificed a lamb to Freya and donned an amulet of falcon feathers – and lo and behold, I traversed the entire isle without so much as drawing my sword! And did some damned fine trading along the way – packed my chest so full of silver and other treasures that my back near snapped setting it on the wagon.
- If everything goes as planned, I'll be home by tomorrow around sunset. I owe the goddess mightily for the tender care she's taken of me!