Leather-bound journal

Journal entry

 * The bizant’s jumped up again... Gods, Cianfanelli won’t have any pity on me. Why oh why did I take out a loan in a foreign currency?! Those heartless bankers will have my hide… what’ll I tell the wife? If things continue like this, we’ll soon be copperless… Grandpapa mentioned something about elven ruins full of treasure flooded by the river centuries ago. Perhaps I really might find something there... Enough for the next payment, if nothing else...