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I'm having a rather though time due to some circumstances in my life. Currently very busy with clearing out a house that needs to be empty by the 3rd. I'm swamped in work until then. After the 3rd things will have quieted down for me.
Katelyn Smith


The gunslinger wasn’t a tad bit surprised at the skepticism she encountered. Going on a dangerous journey into the Kharakhi desert wasn’t something to take lightly. It was a conscious decision to risk your life and it was only normal that everyone at the table wanted to have some assurances that it would not be for nothing. Katelyn knew the origins of this book. She knew it was the real deal but did not want to share how this diary came into her possession at this moment.

The woman looked around the table, first at Jake as he was the one who first voiced his concern that the book might not be genuine. For a moment Katelyn looked at Jake before she started to talk in a calm and assertive tone. ”I do understand your skepticism. When I gained possession of this book I doubted that it was real too. I went to the national library in the capital and compared the handwriting, writing style and word usage of several of the handwritten books from Hadrian Augustus and some known forgeries with the book in my possession and found it very likely to be real. Or it is the highest quality forgery out there.Or at least everything except the last page. That seems to be written by someone else.”

Katelyn knew that just telling a story of doing the research would not be enough to satisfy the people at the table. They were all smart people and would not be convinced by words alone. She understood that they needed to see it for themselves, have the opportunity to form their own opinions and make a conscious decision to join her undertaking.

The gunslinger turned towards the older gentleman. Vilhelm was asking if he could take a look. Katelyn had little problems with the people at the table inspecting the diary. She needed people with their skill sets and knew that the only way to convince them was letting them convince themselves. If a few of her guests realized that this book is genuine, the others would likely follow. ”Of Course you can have a look, mister Lundstrom. I do understand the desire to see it for yourself. In fact you are all free to study the book here tonight and see for yourself.” Spoke Katelyn in her confident and resolute tone while she placed the diary in front of him. ”Please make sure to give the others time to look at the book as well”






Working on my next post. I think it should be up in about 24 hours
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oops! Thanks!

@Milkman So, if it's over a hundred years old, the notebook ought to be close enough that it should sort of "ding" at Jake, letting him know that the notebook itself is real. Like Jake said, just because the notebook is real is no proof that what's written inside is.

Would Jake know why the Emperor never retrieved his lost treasure?
Were there any rumors or stories that Jake might know as to why he was moving it, and to the middle of a desert?
Are there legends of some remote oasis or even an isolated escarpment there in the desert, say listed in The Devil's journal Jake carries?

Jake's going to shift slightly and using his peripheral vision, try to notice if others are paying them any attention.

Bandits are to be expected in bars. They may not believe in the treasure, but any expedition would have useful supplies.
And there may be others, true believers, who may show an interest now the notebook is out.


The emperor and his party entered the desert but were never seen again. They never made it to their final destination on the other side. The desert spans the entire continent from east to west and formed the border region between the Iridian Empire north of the desert and the Kingdom of Adaigo south of the desert. The assumption is that they got lost in the desert and everyone died. These events happened 50 years ago.

There will be a section in my next post with the details Jake can learn about it with his psychometry ability.
I'll read up everything later today :)
I'm having a busy weekend ahead. I'll be mostly out of town so I won't be posting before monday I think.
Bill


Bill sat quietly at the table, lighting up another cigarette. He tried to remember how much he had smoked today but he had lost count halfway through noon. Not that it really mattered. He had shot two bison on his latest hunting trip and sold off both the hides and the meat. It meant that he had earned some dollars and bought a few additional packs of cigarettes to fuel his smoking habits.

However most of the money the hunter would earn he put aside to pay off his debt. It was not the kind of debt that people expected him to actually pay. No one would chase after him if he failed to pay. No bounty would be put on his head for others to collect. It was the kind of debt that needed to be paid for reconciliation. Bill needed to right the wrongs his younger self had done and ease the misery he caused for his tribe. This was the burden that the man was carrying ever since he was banished from his tribe. That is why he went out into the desert to hunt and sell what he would catch. However deep down inside he knew that he would never make enough money from hunting or doing the odd job in or around Christiana town. He needed something more rewarding, a gig that would pay handsomely and that is why he decided to accept the strange invitation.

Bill took his seat at the table and gave a quick nod to Vah’lux, an acquaintance who he had met on a few occasions during his travels through the Kharakhi desert. The truth was that he did not know much about her. Only that she was in a way a lost soul like him. Ripped from her home and trusted into a foreign world.

For a moment the beastman listened to Katelyn Smith, the gunslinger who had invited him here. Some of the townsfolk had spoken about her. The rumor was that she had gunned down Raging Robbert, a notorious bandit that was feared for his quickdraw and temper in a duel. They called her swift hands Kate afterwards. But apart from what others had been telling, Bill knew nothing about this mysterious gunslinger.

She explained that she was going after Hadrian’s gold. A legendary treasure that was lost in the Kharakhi desert 50 years ago. She wasn’t the first to do that and probably not the last either. The hunter had seen other idiots go into the desert and ever return. They all seemed to just go in there without much clue where to look or about the dangers of the place. Atleast Katelyn seemed to be a bit better informed, or at least aware that the Kharakhi desert is a dangerous place that is not easily traveled.

And then there is still the matter of finding it. The gunslinger seemed to have found some sort of diary that contained a lead to its whereabouts. That sounded almost too good to be true. An opinion that seemed to be shared by a male half-elf that was sitting across the table from him. However the beastman was not well versed in the Imperial history and had no way of recognizing if it was a fake or the real deal. That was well beyond his knowledge and skills.

”The man raises a fair point, Miss Smith. It’s a dangerous place out there. Is there any way to know if it is real? There is no point in risking our lives if it is some sort of fake.”
@Milkman I wanted to apologize for taking so long and tell you I am still working on things. Life's provided just enough obstacles to keep me from writing undisturbed for very long. Thank you for your patience! I really appreciate it!


Don't worry about it. I know a thing or two about life. Been around for almost 4 decades now. Just keep communicating and you're doing fine :)
Those are excellent questions :)
@Milkman

I'd added a bit to the personality, hope that fits into your world.
roleplayerguild.com/posts/5476481


Looking good. Jake is accepted.
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