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Phaet's Journal
1 January, Year 1266 (hooray!)
Well, I'll say it plain. Malah has really pissed me off. She was talking with Dhurgar earlier when he complained that his arms and legs were feeling a bit stiff after he hewed his way through about seven waves of Death Maulers.
Stupid Malah suddenly got all high and mighty and began to lecture Dhurgar how it was a really bad idea to engage in strenuous physical activity without stretching first.
Dhurgar scoffed until she described all sorts of horrible things involving snapped ligaments and muscles curling up like salted slugs inside people's legs.
Those stories really seemed to have made an impression on Dhurgar. The end result is that now Dhurgar is paranoid and we haven't travelled more than about 20 metres through the wilderness all day.
He's Indestructible, but he's still a bloody moron.