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Further study proved two instances and my over sleeped brain not functioning in more than one respect. I seem to be reading only one in every five words lately and completely missed that the trading liscence and vending lisence were two completely diffrent bags of fish.

Which means I've lost 500 gold in getting a trading lisence I cant really use due to not knowing anyone to trade with. And the vending lisence is twice as much.

I havnt decided if the planet hates me yet or not. gonk

I came agross the marketplace today. Standing off to one side watching the bids and sales going on constantly. Even at night this place seems pretty busy. No one noticed when I slipped into the crowd and gave some of the wares a look over myself. I'd need some cash to get a place to live in at least. Might as well see if I could sell anything off.

Discovoring the old cans I'd been fishing up had some trade value, I checked up on the rules and regulations for setting up items for bidding. Something about a vending liscence was mentioned and something in the back of my mind reminded me I had already bought one before I 'slept'.

Which is strange, considering I clearly remember having one but not the why or when I got it.

I've gone through everything I own. What little I own in any case. There is no such item in my pack.

The woman behind the counter said I could get one from the bank.

Going to the bank, I gave them my name and a request for a vending liscnce. However on looking up my name, they said I already had one.

I'm confused and somewhat annoyed. My liscence seems to have been stolen and I apparrently cant get another one.

There's some dread that curls around my soul whenever I get near Barton Town. Going there for supplies seems out of the question so I take a longer path out to one of the other cities depending on which direction I'm facting at the time.

It's beginning to bother me. Not the fear of the town but that I cant seem to remember what frightens me about it.

After further thought and examination, I cannot remember anything before the day I woke up and nothing really seems famillair beyond the few buildings cresting past Barton's walls.

I'm considering seeing if I can make contact with a few of the other travelers I've seen fishing around the lake instead of just moving further away all the time.

Late yesterday evening I went into town, curious about a few facts of the pond. Like why there was so much trash in it and why the old man at the shop still bought it.

I didnt get much, but I did manage to over hear the numbers I needed to qualify for some of the old man's items. There was also something about a rare fish I havnt seen before.

For now, I sit by the pond again, with a better idea of what my first goal is.

From talking to the old fisherman by the lake, if I can catch enough to trade in, he'll offer me a few items. The fact that he wont actually show me anything until I have a load of fish has me mildly suspicious. But being friendless at the moment and not being botherd by it, a challenge is welcome.

I could go for a game of Speed though.

I came across an old man and a bait shop I didnt remember being there before. Indeed, the lake itself hadnt been in my memory. He looked at me like I was daffy when I mentioned I'd been here before he was. The subject was dropped when he saw the color of my gold and my intrest in his goods.

Spent the day fishing. Friends can wait, I need to catch something for dinner.

One day I've rolled over in my bed and find forty years have passed. Well, perhaps not that much, but I feel like a real live rip=van-winkle. Somewhere along the nines, I lost track of time and slept myself into a percived oblivion.

And here I am, In my old mothbolled clothes, picking up my miniscule items once more and heading out to see how much of Gaia has changed since I was... 'sleeping'.

I wonder where my feet will take me, and who, if anyone, I will meet.