Kammon's secret log
Well, well, well. Got my first assignment from the captain, and it is a doozy. I'm looking forward to it, however - I welcome the opportunity to prove my worth to Miss Ivygrove and the other Tavernliners. Beyond that, it will be nice to have a real challenge again. There's always something so intoxicating of being pushed to one's limits, of pulling success from the jaws of defeat by virtue of wit, ability, and sheer audacity.
Of course, there's no point in being unnecessarily cavalier about the enterprise. I know next to nothing about the area of highlands the target I am to acquire is located in, and Kammon Blake is no fool. I asked Zhuria to accompany me - by my reckoning, she's one of the most intelligent members of Miss Ivygrove's band, and has a pragmatic approach that serves her well. I confess, I am growing more and more impressed with her - she has one of the more capable minds I've ever had the opportunity to engage with, to say nothing of her... other gifts. She will undoubtedly be an asset in obtaining information I need to plan out our approach, as well as being another agile mind to bounce ideas off of.
((there is a blotch of ink here, as if the pen paused over the page for a long moment))
She also continues to intrigue me. After consuming most of a bottle of wine the other night, she had some rather... fascinating things to say, though I am not sure exactly what to make of them. It would appear that she is "in hiding" from a certain group of people; apparently a military unit she used to be a part of, one which involved a ruthless doctor of some sort. Oddly, despite this, she is not worried about being seen in public, even though she is clearly concerned about being found. There must be a piece of that puzzle I'm not seeing, as she is far too clever to be so foolish if it were truly a danger...
Bah.
Blake, you are entirely too curious for your own good. Distractions, as intriguing as they may be, are still distractions. Best focus on the task at hand, as it will require all my attention. I should make a point of speaking with that Lyell fellow about joining us in the highlands; he seems a discreet enough sort for this type of job, and I know I can trust him to watch my back - I still owe him a bottle of bourbon, after all.
((apparently written in later, as an afterthought))
I should mention to Miss Ivygrove, discreetly of course, that the proposed compensation for this particular assignment is far below what I would usually bid for this sort of job, were I still an "independent contractor." At this payout level, I'm surprised she accepted the contract from the client, truth be told.
Of course, there's no point in being unnecessarily cavalier about the enterprise. I know next to nothing about the area of highlands the target I am to acquire is located in, and Kammon Blake is no fool. I asked Zhuria to accompany me - by my reckoning, she's one of the most intelligent members of Miss Ivygrove's band, and has a pragmatic approach that serves her well. I confess, I am growing more and more impressed with her - she has one of the more capable minds I've ever had the opportunity to engage with, to say nothing of her... other gifts. She will undoubtedly be an asset in obtaining information I need to plan out our approach, as well as being another agile mind to bounce ideas off of.
((there is a blotch of ink here, as if the pen paused over the page for a long moment))
She also continues to intrigue me. After consuming most of a bottle of wine the other night, she had some rather... fascinating things to say, though I am not sure exactly what to make of them. It would appear that she is "in hiding" from a certain group of people; apparently a military unit she used to be a part of, one which involved a ruthless doctor of some sort. Oddly, despite this, she is not worried about being seen in public, even though she is clearly concerned about being found. There must be a piece of that puzzle I'm not seeing, as she is far too clever to be so foolish if it were truly a danger...
Bah.
Blake, you are entirely too curious for your own good. Distractions, as intriguing as they may be, are still distractions. Best focus on the task at hand, as it will require all my attention. I should make a point of speaking with that Lyell fellow about joining us in the highlands; he seems a discreet enough sort for this type of job, and I know I can trust him to watch my back - I still owe him a bottle of bourbon, after all.
((apparently written in later, as an afterthought))
I should mention to Miss Ivygrove, discreetly of course, that the proposed compensation for this particular assignment is far below what I would usually bid for this sort of job, were I still an "independent contractor." At this payout level, I'm surprised she accepted the contract from the client, truth be told.