0. Dudes, let's roleplay! Zombies. Diary entry
*Some years ago*
In the year of *textblottedout*, I, Vorteld, has decided to write down my doings in these books. That way, those who follow me may see the world from my viewpoint, as written down in my years of prime mental health. I will begin my notes wwith a few facts about my life.
I lost my parents in a relatively young age. good riddance, they were a squandering lot, having forfeited the entire family fortune and lived in squalor. I, my brothers and my sisters were quickly separated, as we had little in common. I made my living by running eraands for the local stores. I proved myself a trustworthy and hard-working youngsters, and at last I got a fim position in one of the larger stores. I still lved in squalor, preferring to spend my hard-earned money on eduction. Getting myself learned in economy, I advanced in my employers imperium, and eventually got some employees of my own. To make a long and dreary story short, I have made myself rich on lucrative business. In contary to the popular belief, I am not an honest, downright serious man. Most of my fortune has been made on the other side of Pecos. the black market is far more lucrative than any shopping mall, and I hold most of the underworld slicks under my iron fist.
With my money, I bought back my family estate, Corboss manor, and made it as it were in the olden days. Ithink it has accepted me as its new lord. Eben the fabled crow population hs returned to the grounds. I have lost touch with my estranged siblings. however, they have given me a fair number of nephews and nieces. I care about them more than anything, aand they'll often come and visit me in my lonely home. Since I have no children myself, these kids will one day stand to inherit my estate.
I'm still in prime health and take an active part in both of my businesses. On my spae time I am plowing through my expansive library. yesterday I discovered it had a whole section concerning fishing, and I'm itching to try out my new knowledge.
Vorteld