[journal] Day One - Fisk

Day One - Fisk

I’m not a fan of foraging. No matter how many times I force myself to do it, I can’t help but find it boring and deadbeat at best. I wander around aimlessly, scrounging around for fish, shells, and random snippets left behind by whatever creature abandoned it in the first place. It’s a drag. It was especially hot out today, too, which merely heightened my disdain for the whole damn practice. I don’t know how the others manage to do this so easily and so frequently. 

I half-caught a few fish near Fisk this morning. I hadn’t planned on stopping there, but I was hot as hell and needed to cool off a bit. Hot places and myself don’t mesh together very well. I prefer the cold of home way more than the sandy nightmare of the coastal areas. The grains of sand always get into my fur and refuse to vanish- which is exactly what happened today, by the way. An absolute mood killer. Thumbs down, negative aura points. I hate the beach. It was agony to parade around in one.

I did end up snagging a few fish near town. I caught them, technically, though I didn’t have anywhere to put them. I sure as hell wasn’t going to stuff them in my backpack. That would have been nasty. The fish smell would have never gone anyway, and things like that don’t ‘keep’ very well during travel. I just messed around with a few Clouded Guppers while I swam and collected a few pieces of algae and coral. If I was going to suffer in the ocean’s soggy grasp, I might as well make coin out of it, right? At least plants are way easier to transport than live fish. 

Stopping at Fisk wasn’t a terrible waste of time, I’ll admit. I managed to make a quick buck off some stuff I gathered. It wasn’t an all-around timesink, though it definitely put me back in travel time. I guess it makes up for itself by providing me with more food for the journey. If I’m lucky, I’ll be able to press forward tomorrow without having to stop. I know the Vault isn’t going anywhere, but that doesn’t do much to quell my desire to explore it. The days have been boring lately. I need something, anything, to stir things back up again. To escape this stupid blur of time I managed to entrap myself in.

I’ll write again tomorrow. I plan on making good progress towards the Vault; hopefully I’ll get there around day three. I don’t want to be out here wandering for longer than I have to.