Entry #8
Well journal here is another short one.

As usual Dribble says I still owe him berries.

We were searching this Forrest and we were attacked by ghostly creatures

They were tough I could not hurt them not sure why.

We came across some wrecks and living amongst them were these wooden guys they were nice
They thought we were the shapchangers at first but we convinced them that we were not

We traded with them and they let us sleep there.

Their leader was OLD he remembered the azlanti he was alive then.

Well that’s enough for now.
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