Location: Outside the Pagans' sleeping area
Reed- Keeper them Bronze Beetle with you always. Bes you never let it out of your sights. Dyan tolded me she had a visioning it would be stolen from us by a cityfool! Bes not let that happen. If you bes need to sleeps, then keepers it locked in something nearby – there bes a strongsy chest where we all sleepsies. May them Woodsy Lord -them greats and terrible Trickster - bes watching over you, and our precious Bronze Beetle. Shaman Woodbine
Description: Old diary
Location: Upstairs in the ruined Cobbleton house
Monday - Well, we've made an arrangement with the – well I guess I'll call them the P's, for safety sake. They'll use our garden and such, with a fellow named Scythe tending the crops. Not sure why the wife and I were in such a giving mood. But those plums the woman brought were beyond delicious. Saturday – Dinner was a disaster. The spread was first rate, from the garden, but no sooner did we sit when that old biddy Lorna screams and jumps out of her chair. Points at the window, saying something was watching her. I tried to calm her, but then the 'something' let out a yowl. Everyone left in a panic - Harriet in tears. Monday - I don't want to worry Harriet, but I daren't go in the garden. I used to go and check on things, but now I'm an unwelcome stranger, and most of the crops I don't recognize. What do they need all those people for? I asked about a hole they were digging, and Scythe gave me a look. Put a chill right down my spine. Thursday - I'm going to confront Scythe. A man should be able to walk his own garden without fear. And for what, carrots and apples? This arrangement with the Pagans hasn't worked out, and now it ends. We never agreed to all these strangers coming and going! And we never agreed to those horrible things, whatever they are."
Description: A collection of Pagan curses
Location: Rock mound in Woodbine's quarters
Cursings on the Manfools Oh Woodsie Lord, oh Trickster, oh Greens and Leafy King, bes you giver my curses them power of them woods and the speed of them winds. Giver you my curses them potent of the seas. For the cityman who beated his horse. Be cursing him with them blackening sickness. I bes burn them cornsilks on that fullsy moon - and whisper them words that bringers on them bruising. He bes dead by next moon. For the cityman who choppered them trees. Be cursing him with them itchings. I bes offered them mice to the itch ivy patch - and they spirits be finders the cityman. First he bes itch and itch. Then soon the madness bes follow. Bes I thanker you, Trickster, greensy father of us all.
Description: Diary of a young girl
Location: Floor above Woodbine's quarters
Mummy doesn't know who the dancing men are, but they come to my window and whisper as I comb my hair in the moonlight. They know things about olden times. Mummy doesn't know anything. Dancing men wants me to come with them, but I don't think Mummy would like it. I'm hiding my golden comb in my bedroom rafters. Just in case. They wants me to come. Give plumsies and teases me. Warm nights coming, and long long summer.
Description: Detective's Log
Location: Rock mound across the channel from the factory
Tonight will investigate multiple reports from the vicinity - nighttime looting, strange chanting, drumming, odd smells, illegal animals. Unusual with Stonemarket and St. Edgar's Church so close by. No need for extra guards, I think I can handle this one on my own.
Description: Letter from Dyan to Shaman Woodbine
Location: Near campfire in the ruined Cobbleton house
Woodbine- Bes you not touch the ruby Hammer Statuette you founded in them ruined factory wall. Bes it fullsy of Hammerhead magics and poison. It bes curses them earth all arounds it. Only them hand of them Trickster himself can takers it away. I bes feared what would happen if a Pagan touchered it. Them Hammerheads must have lefted it there on purpose to danger us, and tempting us with them golden shines. Dyan
Description: Letter from Shaman Woodbine to all other shamans
Location: On a wall facing the entrance from the sewer and on a post by the passage to the Heartoak
All Shamans- To havering the Jacknall's Paw, first must be done the Ritual of the Root. None can taker the Paw without the Ritual – which bes known only to us Shaman. If them Paw is tookered without the ritual, them Jacknall's Paw bes will kills they that tookered it. The foolsy Pugleaf bes deaded this way, in his forgetting. Bes will none us ever forget agains. Shaman Woodbine
Description: The Ritual of the Root
Location: Bed in Woodbine's quarters
Givers three gifts in the taproot cave. Givers them each on the Givering Altar markings . -- Givers first the water, on the Givering Altar, for the Heartoak to takers for the Paw. Bes the First and Olders of the gifts o' the Woodsie. Bes the water feeders the plants, bes the water feeders the birds and the foxers, bes the water feeders the Folk o' the Woodsie. -- Givers next the moss, on the Givering Altar, for the Heartoak to takers for the Paw. Bes the Second and Greeners of the gifts o' the Woodsie. Bes the moss to feeders the trees, bes the moss to smooth the earth. -- Givers last the bloods or the fleshes, on thems bloody marking , for the Heartoak to takers for the Paw. Bes the Third and Greaters of the gifts o' the Woodsie. Bes the blood, bes the lifers of the man, bes feeders thems who eat hims and bes keeps the tellings o' the hearts.
Description: Letter from Shaman Woodbine to Fangwort
Location: Near the fish at far end of tunnels
Fangwort Maker you suresy Leafer bes getting them map of them sanctuary to me befores sunbreak. You not let him wasting time and hide in them sewers again. Woodbine
Description: Letter from Shaman Singreen to Cress and Baccy
Location: On rock mound at far end of tunnels
Cress and Baccy- Finders you anyone or anything in them mines that bes NOT a Pagan - thenbes you deading it and feeder them fleshes to the bloodroots. Bes wemust stayer secreted. Shaman Singreen
Description: Diary of a shop assistant
I don't understand what is happening to the neighborhood. Custom has fallen off, and the noises at night... Where is the City Watch? Was the moon always so large, so bright? Master says we must look for a new location, and to close up shop. The valuable things will go in the basement. They can't have got in there, yet.