September 19th, 2003

Two for two.

It's like taking candy from a baby. An elderly sorceress in Castle Dale had cornered the market on terrestrial energies in her little neck of the woods. The source was centered in an old abandoned silver mine. Ruined a perfectly good pair of loafers reaching the pool but it was well worth the trouble.

Not my usual flavor but it definitely gave me the power I needed to locate my next source as well as scam the locals out of their church treasury funds. You would have been so proud, Ripper. Give me that old town religion, always falling for a weeping Mary. Bless the old girl, she's still keeps them riveted.

Next stop, Montana. God help me. Though something tells me that after my last stop, he won't be listening.