[in messier writing than usual; the ink is a little smeared here and there.]
I know it was that damned goblin's fault. It has to be. who ELSE would [inksmear obscuring a few words] gears everywhere in the damned house I can't even [smear] WHY. Why me. I hate goblins.
if he keeps needling at me [smeeaaar] not responsible for my actions, he has it
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I bet it was dragons
Poor Ryn. I want to hug him, the sort-of-antagonist bastard.
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He'll be fiiiine once he gets over the hangover, the whole thing will be more amusing later!
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