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− | '''31 Feb 2006'''
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− | I am known as TET. I abandoned my full name because of my father. I didn't want his legacy. I just washed up on a beach on an island. My head feels like its been kicked by a man with steel-capped boots. Incidently a man in large steel-capped boots lay dead next to me. I searche for a tavern for ages. It seems there are none on this godforsaken island. But there soon will be. I am now making it my purpose to spread the gift of alchohol to these settling adventurers. I hear there are also uncivilised natives on this island. I will introduce them too to the beauty of beer.
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− | To help with my quest I have joined with the South Shartak Trading Company(hereby referred to as SSTC). Shartak being the name of this spit of land. I will spend the next few days gathering supplies and then it is off into the wilderness.
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− | I have gathered all the supplies I will need for this first journey. I set out North east from York, the village I washed up near. I aim to bring beer to the native village of Dalpok. I also bring a very special gift. A GPS unit. I will deliver one to each native vilage as a sign of good faith. A deer crossed my path and I hacked away at it with my machete. Unfortunately I am not used to fighting sober or on an empty stomach. I did not slay the creature. I wll try again when I have more energy.
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− | '''6 April 2006'''
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− | I slew the deer and ate as I walked. After a whole day walking I reached a lake and am resting for the night. The lake is a way point. This marks the point I should start heading North. Dalpok is at the most 3 days travel North from here. I hope these natives are friendly, and if they're not I hope they like beer. I find I can get on with anyone when they're comfortably inebriated.
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Latest revision as of 21:23, 17 December 2007
Is there anybody out there?
Perhaps you mean, "Is there anybody in here?"
Actually, no. It was a referece to a Pink Floyd song but don't worry, I didn't expect anyone to get it.