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Faustino's Journal, the sum

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Faustino’s Journal, eightteent night since the tenth moon of this year. Sitting here in my house, boring myself almost to death. few nights back i got a small injury to my chest and ribs, and a light concusion... or what ever its called. seems every step i take costs me all of my breath.

This bloody Gondorian and his massive shield....

Luckily i will get a visit soon, from a special person... one that takes good care of me.
I feel with her by my side i can take on everything, and that i will recover swiftly.

Himromen with a bucket of water..

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Himromen walking with a bucket of water in his hands..

Faustino's Journal, Gondorian Filth

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Faustino’s Journal, sixth night since the eighth moon of this year. The Pony, I was standing against the post casually as always, minding my own business talking to a young lass. The Lass was Rohirric, found she had the same mutual hatred for Gondorians as I did. Strange, in times of war these two regions should be aligned but a long hold grudge got the better of them. It matters not, it will only be in the better for us we will gladly make use of this feud between the two and rise up to pillage their towns. Our talk drifted away, questions of whereabouts and age filled the Lass her mind.

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