I think most Spirits are like me, you can hardly get out, you have been trapped in another world with yourself for a long time and you are a bit numb inside. To remedy this, I have decided to bring my boys and girls a little culture close. It looks like Castle Morne is inviting to a big bonfire. The residents like to invite us and bring us closer to their culture. Unfortunately, we met only aggressive beasts, perhaps Castle Morne is just too rural and that is so common there. Since the funeral pyre was already burning we just threw everything on it what we could find. From the many killed, screamed and tortured we were slowly hungry. Since we were already in a grilling mood, we went to Limgrave. You have to get your fill of such a large pack, so we threw the resident dragon on the grill. It was very nice, the local village youth came over immediately for a drink and we exchanged barbecue meat for alcoholic drinks.
Word spread quickly that we were looking for new spirits for our army, so they told us about a man in a cave who always “finds” the rarest things. He would surely know where to find more ghosts. The man’s name was Patches and unfortunately he wasn’t much help. A thief, robber and cutthroat who gets around a lot but whose words are hard to believe. It took me a lot of effort that he does not also land on the grill. Especially the dogs were not picky and would have taken him alive and raw.
It was a beautiful day and a beautiful night. I enjoy the cravings of the flesh. Sometimes I think that I could give myself to a woman again. I thought of Fia, but she seems to be a last stop for people who are about to die and need a last push. In the spirit world, every soldier knows her name and grins strangely when I tell them about her. I’m a little worried about the quantity and her motivations.
