I write this at night. It has been three months since I've last had any contact with my family other than writing to Tylan as I promised to do.
*Rambling about life at the camp... Quite boring.*
There have been two more men to disappear. One had become a dear friend to me, and now we often find our camp trashed with a note telling us to move. When we do we still return from hunting to find our belongings strown about. The first time the brigands rummaged through our camp my dress Antaur bought me was stolen. These brigands are starting to become dangerous but the camp's leader merely tells us to ignore them. Other than this the hunting has been scarse because of the brigands stealing most of the game in that area. Maybe thats why the leader is telling us to ignore it... He knows the camp is too big for the few of us to take all of them o~
*Ink is spilt on the page allong with two small droplets of blood.... It is Anna's.*
