Guile Journal #5
Entry #5
Blight has grown vocal, as I feared he would. He is normally averse to risk-taking, but the demon seems to think drawing attention to himself will somehow scare me into abandoning my mission. It won’t work of course, I will only change tactics if his stupidity causes immediate danger.
The captain and his crew are my greatest cause for concern at the moment, given their vocal dislike for the Bloodbound. Perhaps they already suspect my history as a hunter, but are either too polite to pry, or care more about my present actions than my past affiliations. In either case, they couldn’t possibly know about Blight… he is an anomaly all of his own.
I attempted to come clean to Antonio about my past. Unfortunately, Blight’s consistent blathering ruined whatever coherent statement I tried to make. While I got my core message across, I acted like a complete lunatic in the meantime, and now Antonio avoids me like I’m plague-stricken.
I had hoped to reveal my malady to him. Perhaps not that very night, but soon enough. But given the way he looks at me after my meltdown, I fear trusting him with anything anymore.
However, if Blight’s intention was to force me into a state of isolation, he will have to try harder.
With fencing lessons postponed, I’ve decided to use the time to better acquaint myself with the rescued passengers, and learn what I can of their language so they don't have to rely so heavily on their sole translator. Besides the usual courtesy phrases such as hello, thank you, and goodbye, I’ve nailed down the structure of basic commands, instructions, and requests. I have an outline written in the back panel of my journal, which I intend to practice until the phrases can be spoken as easily as Common.
I have also used the time to speak with Salin, who I come to appreciate more and more. Despite his thieving, there is a good heart and a fine sense of humor at his core. I do not yet trust him enough to share my secrets, but a non-judgemental air about him gives me confidence to feel freely and speak openly.
Breakfast begins in a few minutes, so I wrap up my entry with this: though troubles abound, I am faring well, and feel confident about what the future holds.
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