Planting Wheat

The Coffee had a few grounds in it this morning.

I made a new pot for the late afternoon. It tastes much better.

The Man with the Shepherds Crook came by the Campfire today. He spoke about agriculture. There are plants that look like wheat but are not. 

There is no way to tell the difference until it has seeds. They can make you sick if you make bread with it.

It is good to know these things. Winter wheat is being planted in the ground this week. Somehow I think there is a deeper meaning to what he is saying.

I am going to one of his get togethers soon. 

On another note, I put James Rainport in charge of our perimeter. He demonstrates good leadership and has potential to expand his horizons. He told me favors would not improve our relationship. I informed him I do not like him and I do not want to improve our standings. I made him fully aware I will give him responsibility as retaliation for my opinion of him.

The people in the encampment were pretty excited about the Bard last night. Some of them have  been to the Puking Peasant where he has performed. 

I put a man to work on drawing up a map of Northwich. We will see how that goes. I do not have a lot of skilled craftsmen in camp so my expectations are not exactly high. 

On a deeper note, a scout directed me to the remains of Larry. I was wondering where he went after the raid.

While I suspected him of being with the brigands in some way, I had no evidence and nothing against him.

Some things are better left undetailed. I will say, after seeing what I saw, I will never forget about Larry no matter how hard I try. 

Author: The Storyteller

Don't count the lions. It will make you afraid and slow you down.

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