24 Horisal 836
Late afternuun we arrived at base camp. The place luuked well tidy as it shud for a forward operation base of the Order of the Last Rest. We cannea have people just pishin wherever they please. A proper base is well organized and has everythin in its place. After passin the gate we headed straight for the command tent. Sasha, a scout, told us a wee bit about the latest news while we were on our way there. We reported to commander Wanderkreis about our endeavours of the past days and showed him our finds. He advised us to see the Chaplain to make sure the items were not cursed by our nefarious enemy. As we were about to leave Pjotr arrived lookin much better and ready to make his report. We set of to the Chaplain and on the way I had to convince Kennt that no one was goin to take his sword from him. I dinnea ken the amulet I was wearin was cursed as well! It made me feel like a dunderheid. How cud I have so easily put myself in such danger! I shud have known. Doom has been one step behind me for so long nuw. It is boond to catch up one o’ these days. I shuld try harder to keep the others oot o’ danger.
Immediately set the squad some tasks so they culd not have a chance to notice my state o’ mind. Went to check on our lodgings.