- Markshire PCs:
Its a new day and Iâ€™m gettinâ€™ back ta writin â€˜bout last week again. I pushed the notes Sar and Faith left in Foothold fer us, completely outta me mind. Aint gonna worry â€˜bout â€˜em none. Gonna speak ta Port though. Iâ€™m thinkinâ€™ some oâ€™ the things he writs down in his record, aintâ€™ too favorable to our cause, ya know?
I knows heâ€™s tryinâ€™ ta be fair and objective with his reportinâ€™ but mayhap he could slant his chroniclinâ€™ in a favorable way soâ€™s heâ€™d be helpinâ€™ us a little instead oâ€™ hurtinâ€™. Mayhap he could use italics or somethinâ€™?
For example, he aintâ€™ writ down a thing â€˜bout what we all seen the moment we walked in ta Sarâ€™s house! At least itâ€™s what I seen! First off, the place reeked oâ€™ stale ale, and half eaten dinners, just left out ta rot! Little bugs was crawlâ€™in â€˜round all over the stuff! The floor was already a mess!
Scraps oâ€™ food, dirt and garbage was strewn all over and all we added to it was a bit oâ€™ mud from our boots and I only spit out tobacco juice once or twice, the whole time I was there! Well . . .mayhap four times I spit. Or six. There was a pile oâ€™ dust in each corner and when we took the pictures off the walls, they left a big white mark in the shape oâ€™ a rec . . . rectan . . . a square that someone stretched out sideways!.
I mean, donâ€™t Faith ever clean up that place? Most oâ€™ the mess in the damm house was there long before we arrived! Why ainâ€™t Port writ that down too? Anyways, Port sure ainâ€™t lookinâ€™ at things the way most oâ€™ the others in our group is lookinâ€™ at things, and Iâ€™m gonna have a long talk with him â€˜bout it!
Oh geez! I forgot! Iâ€™m supposed ta be writinâ€™ â€˜bout last week! Gimmie a minute, will ya?
(She pops another slug of tobacco into her mouth.)