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| − | ==Personal Diary of [http://www.shartak.com/profile.cgi?id=1860 TET]==
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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 [http://wiki.shartak.com/index.php/The_South_Shartak_Trading_Company 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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| − | '''5 April 2006'''
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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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| − | '''8 April 2006'''
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| − | I arrived at Dalpok in good time. Delivered my supplies immidiately. But these natives don't look at all friendly. If I wasn't carrying my machete I'm not sure I would have delivered my beer. While in the the trading post I met an old friend I have known since before I can remember.
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| − | I stocked up on native goods while at the trading post. I shall trade them at the next outsider settlement I arrive at. While in Dalpok I heard that pirates had landed to the North West of Dalpok, about 2 days travel. After I have stocked up on native goods I shall head that way. I'm sure they have many treasures from their overseas travels.
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| − | '''15 April 2006'''
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| − | I have left Dalpok now carrying all the blowpipes and darts I can. I am not sure what they do but hopfully someone somewhere does. I left Dalpok heading North East, towards where the pirates are shipwreked. I have been travelling for two days now and seen nothing but wild animals. I killed several and have due to the practice am far better with my machete. I hope to reach the ship tommorow. If not then I fear I have gone in the wrong direction. Even if I do reach the shipwrek there is no guarantee these pirates are friendly. I may have to leave almost as soon as I arrive.
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| − | '''20 April 2006'''
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| − | I arrived at the shipwrek and found the pirates to be surprisingly friendly. I found they carried very nicely crafted cutlasses. I stocked up on a few of these aswell as some rum and a couple of gems which are sure to fetch a good price. I have now left the shipwrek heading towards Durham to trade these native implements and some pirate treasure. While there I also plan to do some freelance work for the Civilized Hihgway Society. I also plan to do some hunting and get some practice with my machete. My skill has definitely improved with it.
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| − | '''25 April 2006'''
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| − | I found myself seperated from my body today. Except not in a good Friday night way. It seemed I had been killed by a savage. I concentrated on being reunited with my body and a friendly native called Shubar obliged. I was now far from my destination though. I started making my way back with the precious cargo somehow revived with me. I am now resting on a beutiful beach and making my cargo a little lighter.
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| − | '''29 April 2006'''
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| − | I finally arrived in Durham thanks to the fantastic new road. I have traded in some pirate weaponary in exchenge for rifles. I will now take a break from trading. I will help out with the construction of the road and master the native language. I have been learning basics for a while now. I also hope to improve the power of my machete atacks. After the road is built I shall make my way to Wicksick and Raktam to trade in the wonder of a GPS unit.
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| − | '''5 May 2006'''
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| − | The road from York to Durham is complete, and I like to think I had a hand it it. We are now getting ready to party. It's been too long. I will, along with the rest of SSTC, will be providing the drinks. Including some special pirate rum, which is dangerous stuff. I'm not sure weather to drink it or use it to blow up a building. I need some time to relax after lugging my ruck-sack half way around this island. Maybe after another wild party I will somehow end up back home. I can always hope.
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| − | '''15 May 2006'''
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| − | With the road complete, the party over and myself restocked and refreshed my work in York is complete. I set out this morning along the coast. I am heading to the native vllage of Wicksick to deliver, amongst other things, a GPS unit. I hear that the natives of Wicksick are the most deadly and some say crazy. They kill without remorse and then take the head of their victim. I grip my machete tighter than usual. I will sleep with one eye open tonight.
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| − | '''23 May 2006'''
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| − | I was making good progress through the jungle. I was walking along a very river that flowed down from the mountain in the centre of the island. When I was suddenly attacked by a vicious native. I fought to the best of my ability but it was in vain and I was killed. Luckily here death isn't too bad. It doesn't screw your career up like it used to. Well I am still determined to deliver my goods to the village of Wicksick so I started the journey again today. Hopefully I will be in Wicksick in a couple of days.
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