Journal of the Everfree

March 10, 2052

My friends and I are starting to get concerned. We've been digging in the same area for four days and haven't even found a trace of chlums. We're thinking about moving elsewhere.

Frank had a little encounter with poison joke today. His hands turned into feet, he was still bipedal but it was goofy looking how the dude had human feet for hands. He had to have a bath in the nearby creek with the antidote. Poor Frank, he was hilarious looking.

Kevin Roy