Journal+Entry+Gypsies,+Tramps,+and+Bards

//"Those without fear have no hope."//

Don't worry about it. It's all going to be fine.

Viktor kept saying that.

"Hey Viktor, where is lunchy lunch?"

"Don't worry about it, it's all going to be fine."

"Hey Viktor, this fish smells bad." "Don't worry about it, it's all going to be fine." "Hey Viktor, my feet hurt..." "Don't worry about it, it's all going to be fine." "Hey Viktor, my.... " "Don't worry about it, it's all going to be fine." "Hey Vik..." "DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, IT'S ALL GOING TO BE FINE."

I thought he sounded kinda angry. I can't imagine why.

"Hey..." "IT'LL BE FINE DAMMNIT!"

...

"IT'LL BE FINE! FINE!! FINE KID, JUST FINE!!! DON'T PANIC!"

"But, Master Viktor, i'm not panicing..."

We met some nice people. They were great! Very pretty, and very colorful. Way shiny. And food! Food is good.

//There was no hope for these people. They lived without care and loved everything that loved them. Pitiful? Sad? How can these people survive when there isn't any challenge? No challenge, nothing to achieve, only existing, but yet they were happy. Why? Was it that they were always together, never seperated, and traveled to see the world? I had seen the world, it was the same, wherever I had been. Always the same, and through all there was challenge.//

Ouch.

An ember lept onto my foot. In my sleep. It hurt! I knew it would, but these people didn't know that you were supposed to put out a fire before you slept, because embers could jump onto your feet in your sleep. Then again, these people really never seem to sleep. They are always moving and making noise, some of it was pretty noise, and some of it was not very pretty noise.

There was one, who didn't really smell like the others. She smelled much pretty. Much! She said her name is Jen. Jen is very pretty too, Viktor says that all the time. I sure think so.

Viktor said "It's apparant that you need a bodyguard. Or perhaps an escort?" She agreed, and we travelled with her. I couldn't understand why Viktor liked her so much. I mean, she doesn't like anything squishy... I gave her a snail, and she jumped away from it. I gave her a dead bunny for a supper treat and she didn't even eat it. She couldn't even hunt a turkey.

One day a jeeepseee lady came back to the camp screaming. Behind her were a few slimy people. The slimy people had scales, and were big and dark green. My old family had a few of these as pets that they kept in my room with me... they called them 'iguanas'. So these must be truly iguana people!

//They are not, and never were your family. They kept you in a cell. A damned dungeon. Stop calling them family. When will you learn?//

Viktor met the iguanapeople before they found the rest of the jeepsees. He stood, with one hand out and another to his side. He bellowed at them, and in a loud tone proclaimed "These are not the meals you are looking for... move along!"

I was a little confused, and the iguanapeople weren't impressed. It turns out they wanted us all to be lunch. I was looking at Jen then, and I saw her sweat a little. That means she would want to take a bath. She always says that she wants to take a bath after she does anything! I can't believe she would actually WANT to take a bath. That seems so horrible! And she wants to take one Every Day!

We beat the iguanapeople pretty bad, almost all of them died. One or two ran away.

A scary lady showed up. She had a big dog, and it was really angry at me. It had big teeth, stinky breath and it was snarling. So I snarled back. They didn't like that. Viktor talked to them.

//Little did I know. This was the beginning of mistrust, and the beginning of fear. And, oddly enough, the beginning of hope.//

We made it to a really really big town! Its huge! There were people everywhere, music and singing and dancing.

And a guy named Arion.