This thread will serve as a kind of poorly written journal for my travelings, for whoever wants to read it. Or use it to track me down and murder me, either one is possible.
Day 914 - Valgarde Harbour
Waking from what seemed like an eternity, I looked around the pitch black of the mines. Hit by another rock. Again! Rubbing my sore head, I stumbled towards the cave exit. The wind blew at my hair, it was good to be back above ground. But something was not right! It was warm, by the looks of it mid summer! That couldn't be right, there's no way I was down there for an entire season!
Walking around the cliff and to the gate, the homestead came into sight. Valgarde, once proud and beautiful, now lay in a state of disrepair, the walls battered and banners tattered. Hearthlings are an opportunistic bunch, and they surely didn't waste any time carting away the chests and cupboards of goods, even the crops and livestock. But, there was at least some good news; the inner walls were still standing, seemingly looked over by the looters.
The walls could be rebuilt surely, but perhaps this was an opportunity in disguise. For as long as I've been in these lands, I've heard plenty of stories but never actually been far from home. I had always wanted to leave everything behind and go on a journey, but the homestead kept me busily tied down working on it. But now, that excuse was gone. I decided then, I would set off at once.
I will say that I regret moving most of the things out of that walled area though, as there was only a few scraps compared to what there had once been. Old tools mostly, from when the place was first settled. Collecting everything in the cart, I headed to the bay. It was a good spot, hidden and away from prying eyes. The knarr would likely still be there, and it was.
Uttering a quick thanks, I loaded my meager provisions into the boat and took a quick stock of what there was.
Also if there's any songs you'd like to hear in Haven for some god awful reason, send me them midis. Ideally nothing too high or low so I don't have to edit them. Jorb, I need a piano or something, man! Oh, and one last thing before I stop rambling. My old place is up for grabs to whoever finds it, it's in the Kingdom of Vidarrheim, and has a pali, some mansions and a L3 mine, otherwise it's pretty empty. Keys are in a box at the SE gate.
