Notes by the First Bailiff to the Hanse of Filibert Fourfingers
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Profits and Losses for the Month of Blathe
Day Three
Flying reptilians nest in the hills of the Champs-Désolés. They’ve taken to eating our men. Most recently they snatched up Gilbert, plucked him right off the wall. Gilbert was usually quite alert, but every man drops his guard a bit when emptying his water. Filibert’s furious. The cost of schooling a fresh-faced recruit into a functional member of our group is not inconsiderable. To have that cost turned into monster droppings – that’s regrettable waste.
Day Seven
We ambushed a caravan of merchants trekking from eastern Toussaint. They had no guards and put up no resistance, yet still we made virtually no profit – the shoddy rags they carried could only interest bare-bummed Skellige wildmen, and none of our group plans to voyage in that direction. Filibert grew furious yet again and killed one of the merchants, a man named Lumierex. The rest set off back east.
Day Eleven
Our scouts tracked down three men sneaking through the woods. They were all dressed as beggars and claimed to be such. We weren’t fooled. After a bit of rough play, they were revealed to be jewelers carrying gold from the mines of Maecht. Unrefined ore only, but of promising grade. Filibert ordered the jewelers killed. He hates liars with a passion.
Day Seventeen
An expedition from the Imperial Academy at Castel Graupian’s pitched tent on the other side of the Sansretour. Scholars are not known to suffer from excess wealth, yet these have capacious tents and ample amounts of alcohol. Thus their fate was sealed. Filibert sent a few men their way.
Day Twenty-Three
It’s been almost two weeks since anything of interest came along the high road. Meanwhile, knights errant have caught more of our lads. Two died, one was merely wounded and escaped. We lost equipment worth a great many crowns. Filibert ordered the wounded man flogged for carelessness. His weary body couldn’t take it and he died.
Day Twenty-Four
Our luck has turned. We caught a vintner’s caravan returning from the South. They had sold their goods and were carrying a great deal of coin. Preliminary calculations estimate takings of around four hundred crowns for each of us. Filibert has yet to decide if we will divide it equally.
Day Twenty-Eight
The unit sent to Basane Farm never returned with supplies. The vittles situation is tight. Man cannot live on alcohol alone, nor has anyone yet found a way to eat gold. We must plunder a few villages.
Day Thirty
I shall now perform a final accounting of the month of Blathe. We are in the black – and how. It seems we shall stay in this area another month.
Day Three
Flying reptilians nest in the hills of the Champs-Désolés. They’ve taken to eating our men. Most recently they snatched up Gilbert, plucked him right off the wall. Gilbert was usually quite alert, but every man drops his guard a bit when emptying his water. Filibert’s furious. The cost of schooling a fresh-faced recruit into a functional member of our group is not inconsiderable. To have that cost turned into monster droppings – that’s regrettable waste.
Day Seven
We ambushed a caravan of merchants trekking from eastern Toussaint. They had no guards and put up no resistance, yet still we made virtually no profit – the shoddy rags they carried could only interest bare-bummed Skellige wildmen, and none of our group plans to voyage in that direction. Filibert grew furious yet again and killed one of the merchants, a man named Lumierex. The rest set off back east.
Day Eleven
Our scouts tracked down three men sneaking through the woods. They were all dressed as beggars and claimed to be such. We weren’t fooled. After a bit of rough play, they were revealed to be jewelers carrying gold from the mines of Maecht. Unrefined ore only, but of promising grade. Filibert ordered the jewelers killed. He hates liars with a passion.
Day Seventeen
An expedition from the Imperial Academy at Castel Graupian’s pitched tent on the other side of the Sansretour. Scholars are not known to suffer from excess wealth, yet these have capacious tents and ample amounts of alcohol. Thus their fate was sealed. Filibert sent a few men their way.
Day Twenty-Three
It’s been almost two weeks since anything of interest came along the high road. Meanwhile, knights errant have caught more of our lads. Two died, one was merely wounded and escaped. We lost equipment worth a great many crowns. Filibert ordered the wounded man flogged for carelessness. His weary body couldn’t take it and he died.
Day Twenty-Four
Our luck has turned. We caught a vintner’s caravan returning from the South. They had sold their goods and were carrying a great deal of coin. Preliminary calculations estimate takings of around four hundred crowns for each of us. Filibert has yet to decide if we will divide it equally.
Day Twenty-Eight
The unit sent to Basane Farm never returned with supplies. The vittles situation is tight. Man cannot live on alcohol alone, nor has anyone yet found a way to eat gold. We must plunder a few villages.
Day Thirty
I shall now perform a final accounting of the month of Blathe. We are in the black – and how. It seems we shall stay in this area another month.
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