Chime, the 2nd of Grimvold, Onset of Winter in the 1089th year of Brackenwold
Having finished the Feast of St. Vinicus with a good night’s sleep, I set out to check my traps for new hides and meat. I quickly found that none of my traps held anything except dead leaves. This being unusual, I determined to spend the next day searching the local woods for a cause of my empty traps. I assume some predator or monster has taken up residence in my trapping range. I must see about driving it off or dispatching this menace.