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This book was meant to be my ‘Adventuring’ journal, a little leather bound paperback filled with research from my travels throughout the years. It’s inscribed with protection runes to insure its resistance to the many elements I experienced back then. That includes soul binding it to myself, maybe it was a bad idea to do that cause now I’m stuck with the want to write again, so here I am. I don't know how you're reading this, if you’re me hello. If you’re not, good luck to whatever you’re doing that led you to picking up this useless old thing and whatever you do, please do not mourn me by the end of reading my thoughts here.

Half this book is empty, I don't even know if I enchanted it to be infinite. I can't remember. That seems to be the running theme today. For my piece of mind and to inform you, the helpless reader sucked into my writing. I'm Kit Aratak or ‘The Jester,’ and this is my official little writing book, where I’m going to put all records of what I do for the next couple of days, maybe more. This memory thing is doing a number on me. All I can do is write and hope I’m wrong about all the things I've seen.

(Actual Chapters coming soon)

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