To Whom It May Concern:
Your lazy adventurers asked me to fill in with recording their adventures. I suppose I can oblige them, I am technically trained in all that stuff.
Today we attacked some harmless sanitation golems, which probably would have left us alone if we hadn’t poked them. We also worked our way through some FREEZING cold water, and a bunch of whirlpools that were draining the caverns. We found a room behind an invisible wall with some dirty poetry and an ancient hoard of gold, which I quite enjoyed, except the poem was also a riddle. Whoever designed this place liked riddles a little too much, if you ask me. Fortunately, we solved it and were able to unlock the magically sealed door which Sovir had previously bruised his fists trying to break. I think that might have frustrated him, but he still helped us all across the whirlpools thanks to his ridiculous blanket cape.
We found and destroyed more of those vicious little fish, as well as some weird flying turtles and overly ambitious mushrooms. The room had this pretty waterfall racing down what used to be some stairs, so Sovir and Belmont decided to race to the top. No one would take my odds on Belmont so I didn’t make any money on it, but Sovir actually bothers to remember Belmont’s name now, so I guess she impressed him. One of these days I’m going to find a way to make him have a little more respect for us talky folks.
Since I’ve bothered to accompany your adventurers on their mission, I’d really like to be paid. I’ve been taking a share of what we’ve found on the way, but it’d be nice to know there was future work for me with your organization. I think it might make people work together better if we were all officially on the same team.
Signing off for now. Someone else can do scribe duty next time.