November 6th, 2003
Close call today.
Nearly had my head taken off by an angry mob of protestors.
I was delivering some rare ingredients to a local magicks shop when I noticed what looked to be a few university students loitering about outside. I thought nothing of it and went inside to deliver my goods and collect my payment. I took my time, deciding to splurge on a few essentials. When I reemerged, I was surrounded by a small army of self-righteous, do-gooders trying to get the establishment shut down for selling merchandise apparently considered cruel to animals. Something in the processing of such rare goods...
I dread to think what they'd done had they known the contents of the suitcase I was delivering. In any case, I managed to slip away after successfully casting a weak forget spell.
You remember that one, don't you Ripper? Or do you?