Tirdas, 19th of Last Seed

	I was rudely awoken this morning by a strange man who began babbling about my wallet being light and how he could somehow help with that problem. I quickly made it known that I wasn’t interested in what he had to offer and set off to complain to the Inn’s owner about this troubling disturbance. What kind of fool would search a lady’s wallet and wake her upon finding it mostly empty? What putrid scum would then propose “work” to her as if I was some fresh faced babe getting groggy on my first tankard? I am not some common whore! I’ve only been in Riften for one night and it’s already leaving a bad taste in my mouth. Still feeling sick, I might have to dull my senses today with some fresh mead…

I’ve decided to learn a bit about this place and attempt to find a few jobs at the same time. I find it increasingly interesting that the locals all find the head of the Black-Briar family, Maven, to be a corrupt shrew who drowns her brewery workers if they don’t meet her expectations, while the jarl finds her to be a trustworthy ally working tirelessly to dispel crime in Riften. Nothing so far has given way that she actually employs thieves to do her bidding, but I bet if I can find proof, I’ll be paid handsomely by the jarl. 

Speaking of, I’ve received a note from the authorities about a bounty in the nearby area. I’ll have to be sure to follow that up once I’m back to full strength. Bandits are small time, but gold is gold.