Faustino's Journal, Boring day

Faustino’s Journal, seventh night since the eighth moon of this year. Evendim, Today I scouted the region of Evendim, I stood up on a hill overlooking a giant Lake. Statues of old kings, fallen kings, this must have been some main city of the old race. No more Kings, or knights walk these planes, a few hunter types roam the island and the region. I looked around, no army to find, no where… This region would be easy to conquer. One platoon a few Mûmakils, and it is done, sad really, to see regions like. Strange, but this makes things far more easy for us. I heard some rumors about a small army going into Evendim to clear it off the “evil” that roam there, “Hah” Ignorant fools, once we come marching… there will be no going back! The rest of the day was rather boring, so I will end my writing here….