Imagination is everything…
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…graska ve ik mostiem flaro…
10th day for Loria, 637 A.P.
I couldn’t sleep again last night, so I had a look in the cellar…. The barrels have been pushed aside and the room unbarricaded…. I found foot marks…. Small and feminine, like Maleeka’s feet….
No! Its not her, it can’t must be…
11th day for Loria, 637 A.P.
SHE denied everything… I can not trust HER… I found a key to the office in the cave… I am putting everything there and locking it up… That way it can be safe from HER…
28th day for Loria?
I am so tired… I do not remember the last time I slept… I can not sleep… Maleeka is plotting against me… She has been talking to the farmers… They want to take the Inn away from me… I know it…!
The man who wanted to buy the Inn came back today… He said he knows about Maleeka and the farmers… He also said he knows how to fix it… He brought me down to the cave and passed the office… He brought me to a portal… He pointed to it and said “graska ve ik mostiem flaro”…
I asked him what that meant, he said I would know when the time was right…
graska ve ik mostiem flaro…
5th day for Poltutia, I think…
The man came back again today… He came down to the cave with a dwarf and a dragonborn… They began changing the wine, ale and beer… I don’t know what they are doing with it, only that they are changing it… They say I will sell it to the farmers…
I don’t think they are from Tarra after all…
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