[His handwriting is different, for those of you that might remember him.]

My name is Legion.  I am new here.  This is quite a strange place.

I need to find work. What is most needed right now?

[Pentaps.]

My familiar says- Hello. I am Fenix Phoenix. It is nice to meet you all! Please help out Legion so he is not [a long pause here, and a few false starts. A certain raccoon is getting the :| face right now.] completely useless.

We have all lost so much.

I need someone to fix the window of the butcher's shop.

[added a few seconds later, as an afterthought]

What is a "mudkip"?

((So as payment for his memory crystal, Fenrir has thought-bubbles popping up over his head spouting off memes and netspeak. They perplex him greatly.))

I am in need of help. If anyone can butcher or help me in the abattior, I would be most grateful.

I have not seen Tandava in some time. Has anyone else seen him, or has he gone from here?

The butcher shop is closed. I will open after the music ends.

((OOC: Fenrir's being followed around by Rammstein's Mein Teil (Video NSFW). Nom.))

I do not like these voices. How do we quiet them?

Another has died. I wonder how long it will take for the guards to start guarding.

((OOC: No body parts in the tree this time, he's just remarking about the general ineptitude Truth dying and the entries about that.))

I do not like these marshmallows.

Are we sure the ants are still in the tree?

The dreams, also, are interesting.  I had one about a beautiful woman, and another about people with crosses and swords.  I will try to remember them.