Marauder's notes

Associated quest

 * The Dead Have no Defense

Journal entry

 * Last week the three of us grabbed this traveler. Looked like the kind of cowardly fuck starts shitting his breeches at the first sight of you. But seems looks can be deceiving. Bastard started waving a sword, cut my ear off and sliced Olaf's arse so deep he's got an extra crack, except the new one's horizontal. Then he smacked Ivar in the forehead with the hilt. Poor sod's still dizzy.


 * We snuffed him in the end, of course – every fellow's doomed when he's outnumbered. But it turned out he had a handful of coins in his pouch, a copper ring on his finger – and that's it. We lost out on that robbery – paid more to the herbalist for patching up than we took from that whoreson. So afterwards Olaf said, "Why the devil risk our necks waiting around for travelers, when gold's literally sitting right under our feet – buried with the dead?" A corpse can't defend itself, so the risk of injury's nil. No need to wait around all day till someone walks by – there's already a couple dozen someone's waiting for us, lying in their graves, each one marked out like veg at a grocer's.


 * So I gave it a good think and concluded Olaf's talking sense. So starting tomorrow we're going to stay off the roads and do our looting in the graveyard instead.