Day 52, morning

The sky is blessedly clear this morning, I cannot say the same for the spirits of the barbarians on our settlement. The eldest barbarian is surrounded by a great grey cloud today. He is easily angered and difficult to motivate. I hope that they have better luck with him at the Halls of Learning. The middle barbarian was shockingly cooperative today, I worry what he may have planned for later today.

I fear that optimism has abandoned me in the last few days. The Oracles warn of another storm coming in a couple of days. This new storm is suspected to begin as rain. At this time of year, rain is very dangerous. My partner will be off at the hunt during the storm and I worry for him.

The littlest barbarian and I went to Wayfarer's Market this morning after dropping off the older barbarians. We traded for some provisions for the end of the week. We were running low on several things after the plague that swept through the house.

Hopefully, we are all past the plague and the Oracles are wrong about the storm. If not, we will endure.

The littlest barbarian and the white wolf are curled in a pile near the hearth in the meeting hut. The white wolf is gnawing on an antler while the little barbarian looks on jealously. I think, given the option, she would gladly chew the wolf's bones. Since I won't let her, she gnaws on everything else she can get her hands on.

For the day, it seems to be shaping up well. We will see what happens when the older pair return from the Halls of Learning.

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