Blogging While Paused

DEAR DIARY THEY HAVE FOUND ME I MUST RUN FOR MY LIFE THEY ARE TOO FAST I MUST GET AWAY MUST GET AWAY MUST GET

Dear Diary: Forgive my hand writing, for it is unusually bad today, since I am writing while walking. Actually, walking is not quite the right word. Running is more like it. We were attacked in the night by a bunch of Orcs and I would be dead now if the Undead had not attacked at the same time, and provided a distraction. I am afraid I am the only one left now and I must find a place to hide. It looks like there is a path up ahead here might offer some shelter.  Perhaps I can rest here the night.

Dear Diary: Today was exciting. We were attacked by a horde of undead forces that killed our soldiers and burned our buildings. They were so big and powerful that they killed everyone, except for a small band of 3 survivors. Myself, along with a foot soldier and another peasant headed away into the woods to hide from the onslaught. Unfortunately the foot soldier died when we were attacked by some creatures guarding a gold mine. We finally killed the creatures, but now it’s just us two peasants. Looks like we’ll have to start from scratch. Tomorrow should be fun.

Dear Diary, Today was not exciting. I got up early and chopped wood from morning till dusk. At which point, when I thought I was done, I had to go and fix a barn. People really seem to be in a hurry around here. I am really tired of chopping wood. I hope I can get a change of occupation soon.

Dear Diary: I built another farm today. Then I built a tower. After that I built another tower and then another farm. Then I chopped wood for the rest of the day. It was a long and boring day. I hope tomorrow is more exciting.