1822-05-07+-+James'+Journal

Dear Journal,

Another night, another bed to sleep in. All sorts of unexpected events have happened, though none altogether unpleasant. I went hunting with Winston yesterday, and we caught a giant deer. For my second time hunting, it was certainly something to be proud of. We got good coin for it too. Hopefully we can continue this string of good luck, I could really use the coin for purchasing scientific equipment. Unfortunately, I don't see scientific work being a financially solid prospect in the near future. I'll need to purchase all the equipment before I get a chance to learn anything that might possibly be valuable.

I talked with Louis about the Adders. He believes there may be some in Naas, though they might be hard to find. It might not be too difficult to find a victim somewhere who has been bitten, but to actually find an adder, will be more difficult, and much more dangerous. Louis believes that our best luck would be to watch Naas during the nighttime when the Adders are most likely to be on the prowl. I suspect he's right, but depending on how often they need to feed, this could lead to many sleepness nights. I'm not looking forward to the prospect.

I'm afraid the tension among our party has become more apparent. Both Winston and Louis are hiding things, and I have failed at attempts to open them up. Blaine doesn't seem to be holding up very well either. I am tempted to feel feel sorry for him, but a man who can condone torture on a fellow man, and not feel remorse, has no honour. It seems to me like honour is a rare trait among the nobility.

(below this are some scribbles depict the sun and note reading "d = reg # - 10")