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Captain's Log. 23rd of Granite.
Today brought the sweetness of victory. Though the Goblins remain at our walls, I hardly feel they are the greatest threat.
The greatest threat is here amongst us, and today I had just beaten him at his own game.

He stormed into my office, as angry as hell.
"IRONBLOOD!" he shouted. "What is the meaning of this outrage?"
I decided to play dumb.
"I don't know my lord, but I'll have somebody clean it up before it begins to smell."
This threw him of track, which was my intention.
His response: "What the devil are you talking about, Ironblood? I mean about Adalore getting his punishment! Two hammerstrikes! That's what I commanded! And now this nonsense about masonry and the prison, and suddenly he's getting a beating! From a new recruit!"
"I believe it was that recruit's turn on the roster, my lord." I replied, calmly.
"Ironblood, we can't go having my... I mean our... mandates ignored, can we? There must be justice! Somebody needs to get what's coming to them."
"I couldn't agree more, my lord." I said, meaningfully. "Will that be all?"

He just gritted his teeth and walked out.
Later I noticed myself whistling.
Usually I live in a hellhole, but today... it's paradise.

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