Someone came to meet me today, some fat catbeast with more pride than brains.

The meeting started out civilly, we exchange greetings and I found out that he is a local lord, a noble. Everything was going well until I referred to myself as a noble, then he tried to make it very clear that this land belongs to him. I buried him up to his neck in that instance, his guards started to freak and began threatening me. I didn’t have to do anything about that however as all three of them ended up with a poisoned dagger in their backs.

After that the noble would not stop yelling. He started threatening me, saying things like ‘my family will hunt you down’ and ‘we know where you live’. Anyway, it was getting really annoying so I dragged him completely underground and then forgot about him. I think he’s dead now actually, but I can’t bring myself to care. He explicitly threatened me and my people.

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Besides it’s not like I killed him, his need to breathe is what killed him. If he was a mana based creature like me he would have survived.

Anyway, it seems like one of the guards survived. After he was bound I cleansed the poison from him and healed his wounds, he is going to be a slave now, a very valuable slave with very valuable secrets.

I’m feeling frustrated and angry, I would say I need to find a way to blow of some steam, but I know that only gets me more worked up. I need to calm down, so I’m going to try to meditate for a while. It’s been a little while since I’ve meditated for the sake of meditating and not something like working on the Drowsy Clover Variants.

Anyway, Good Night Diary