[COLOR=blue] This is the first time writing in this journal, and what a first event to recount, I of course, was hunting centaurs in the mountains, and gathering glowies. Then to my surprise, a wonderous sight awaited him! One of the centaurs had dropped a treasure box! What luck I exclaimed, thinking my luck had finally turned around. i had everything going for me, a great girlfriend, the best anyone could ever want even. a fair amount of coin, and my profession making great advancements toward total blessing count. then I realized, I couldn't carry this box. So i rushed and started tossing things haphazardly from my pack, trying as quickly as i could to make room. Right when he has enough space, Looking around, i realized the box is just gone. roaring in rage and defiance, i tried killing every centaur around, hoping they had walked off with it and it was retrievable. but much to my dismay I lost my first ever treasure box.