Hi Nidget here, yeah I'm sure whoever finds this journal outside of me will be really dissapointed that you don't get to read the next boring entry from Trezlan for the next couple of pages, but I've helpfully labeled my entry in red and his are still in the normal black so if you want to skip my awesome story about I became an emperor then thats your loss. For everyone else over the next few entries I will explain my part in the war of the Red Hand. Now I won't go into how I became an indentured servant to Trezlan (I have to be his shop boy, its as boring a job as you can possibly imagine), nor will I be talking about how I got my life long bodyguard in Andre. These are later stories I will go over when Trezlan disappears for a bit and leaves his journal here (something he does frequently, also by the way about his island adventure, that was totally his own fault and him blaming me is completely unfair).
So you have that to look forward to lucky person you who probably will be Trezlan long after I'm dead. To that I say I poisoned your coffee every morning and you loved it. For anyone else enjoy the next several days of amazing stories, as I'm a superior writer to Trezlan with way less made up stuff of course.
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