I, being previously of sound body and mind, ventured into the Savannah
today, alone, searching for the village of the Tomacula. The journey
was long, arduous and fraught with many dangers, but I finally made it
and for the most part intact.

Communication was difficult, although I thought I was getting somewhere
with Innej, the Beautiful Warrioress, I was mistaken!.

Upon kissing Innej (an inncent gesture I assure you), I was suddenly
speared through the heart by Etarni the Hunter and died.

So heed my words, the Tomacula are very protective of their woman!

Agamemnon, exploring for the safety of mankind, trollkind, dwarvenkind
and so on and so on
Penned by my hand on the 18th of Glacian, in the year 175 AF.