Year 201 of the Fourth Era, Turdas, 21st of Last Seed

Decided to have some of the cook's apple pie. Not exactly a breakfast food, but it was pretty damn good. I'd say with all the work I've done lately, I deserve a bit of a treat! I spoke with the barkeep and asked if anything needed doing. She handed me a bounty letter the guards left at the inn. Even MORE goddamn bandits! What the hell are the guards around here doing all day? My guess is staring at all of the lovelies in town. Can't say I blame them, but they've got a job to do, and they're just letting these savages run rampant! I guess it's up to me to dole out some good old fashioned orc justice. The bandits are at Redoran's Retreat, and the barkeep was kind enough to give me some directions. I've hit up Uthgerd again, and we're heading out as I finish this entry. Glory in battle, glory to Malacath!