Fassina's Journal

The misery of this apprenticeship... madiccho. Arkemyr saves only the most tedious errands for me. If I'm not going to learn anything from this trial, I must find some way to steal enjoyment from it.

Whenever Arkemyr claims to be "deep in study" I will find him wandering the halls wearing an illusory face to trick his imps. Fools them every time. Sometimes I think he came to the Deadfire to be alone with those nasty things, and he spites me for getting in the way of his fun.

Shortly after he left town, I stole one the robes he keeps in his bedroom. The imps thought I was their master. Fed me cheese and ale for the rest of the afternoon. Of course I returned the robe when I was done. Ac, maybe it's not too late to start enjoying myself.