The Court Record (Gil's Journal)

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Gil's journal, a blue binder folder filled with records of Gil's past and current clients and details some personal thoughts about his current foray into daring heists as a scoundrel.

These records may contain references to Gil's past that he hasn't publicly talked about yet.

## 3 years ago - The Case of the Blocked Canal

844 IE, Kalivet 9
This was the talk of the town at the time. Large merchant ship run by the Kline family got stuck travelling through a canal that was a Gondolier trade-route hotspot. Rookie mistake by a captain way overpaid for his steering ability. I got word the Gondoliers were mounting a lawsuit as their perishable goods were all rotten, so I flipped a coin: *heads* I offer to represent the Gondoliers in court, *tails* I defend the Klines.
*Heads it was!*
They let me take the case and it was too easy to argue that the Klines were not legally allowed there, and the Klines' actions led to the closing of the canal for 6 days, getting all the gondolas stuck in a traffic jam and general chaos.
The ship's captain tried to say that the wind blew the ship into the banks, **clearly** hogwash. Schooled him on loading ships correctly and incidentally proved he wouldn't have crashed the ship if he wasn't so negligent in loading his cargo, making the ship too unbalanced.
Won the case for the clients but they weren't too happy with that last hand I showed. They must'a clocked my... experience with ship loads could only come from a leviathan hunter or a pirate. And I sure as hell don't look like a leviathan hunter!
I don't even think they paid me their attorney fees. *Well joke's on them*, someone left a bag with a couple of Coin inside. Good enough for a brandy.

## S1E8 - The Arkenvorn Debacle

**847 IE, Mendar 39 (Arkenvorn)**
What a shame a few bad eggs among Strangford's servants plotted to steal a bell of his. A crying shame indeed.

Managed to get Amanda out of the slammer, it was my fault for getting her into this mess in the first place, so I paid her bail and filed the paperwork that made sure her hearing would end up in a small claims court, away from Strangford's eye-gouging ~~(is that defamation?)~~ clutches. We owe her big time. It's the least I could do.
Nemesis and Amanda. Wow. Wish I was there to see it but they really tore things up in Strangford's room. Really reliable and trustworthy folk. So glad Nem made sure to not kill anyone, because hoo boy they sure wish she did.

I've... been thinking. Since this Arkenvorn debacle, lying low at the lair with Nem. Back then, the way we both trusted each others' abilities, risked our necks for the score, how I leaped out of that window with the bell, no regard for safety whatsoever. That was... exhilerating and nostalgic. Haven't felt this giddy in the face of consequences since those days on the waters with the Doubloon. Been stuck in this legal trite for so long, I forgot what it felt like to be me, putting it all on the line for my crew and them doing the same for me.
And this new job... *The Cult of the Dream Beyond Death*. I've never been one to ask questions, or spirits forbid do research, but this god showed me the crew and I think it has answers. I also want to know why are we worshiping it? Stealing these artifacts? Do we get a wish at the end of it? Could I... ~~(the rest of the sentence is scribbled out)~~
There has to be some reason behind why I'm here, by complete chance, writing this whilst a kind-hearted amalgam sleeps standing up in the corner of the room of the lair which may help me find my siblings and get back on the waters. Why *do* I have this luck?

Sod it. I need answers, I need to uphold the contract and keep us above board. But most importantly... I need to get back out there and muddy my hands. I'm putting the Law Office on hiatus and I'll do it as a side job. But as I said to Nem and Her after the heist - "I'm fully in".

## S1E12 - The Flickering Flame of Old Lamplight

**??? IE, ??? ?? (date needed)**
(A loose note flies out of the file when turned to this page. There is a picture of Henry Skov attached to a blank case file. The only thing written in the notes section, in red ink says *NEVER DEFEND ON MURDER CHARGES AGAIN)*

This should have been so simple. Sahand and his gang would assault the front of the warehouse and cause a ruckus, while Henry and I go through the back and take what's ours. The Bluecoats would then take over the situation and the problem would be passed to them (surprsingly easy - they wanted their share of weapons that badly? Once again, Doskvol proves itself to be a joke).

I also had Montgomery Shade, the health and safety inspector, ready in case things went a bit south. Damn it, I'm a fool. Why the hell did Henry do what he did?

I *thought* I could trust him to keep this on the down-low because of this Strangford situation. I *thought* I could trust him not to kill every guard in cold blood. That's the first time I've seen that many people die. And for him to not bat an eye and say that it'll be ok because I'm here to cover for him - who the hell do you take me for? And yet I still defended him. I still covered our tracks. I wish I didn't have to, but that mess was bound to rustle feathers in the wrong places.

When I filed the document to send the case to the wrong court, I felt that weird stab of pain in my chest again. I guess that is what 'regret' feels like. I can shake it off. I gotta, I've been apart of many things in my life I could stew over 'regretting', but they say a pirate lives without regrets. And yet I still helped cover up that needless ~~violence~~ ~~death~~ killing. I crossed a line, maybe even the code I swore by with my family. "Avoid murder, especially those who don't deserve it". No-one died by my hand, but I'm still responsible for this from my actions, and from that misplaced trust. I gotta do something, it just doesn't sit right.

Maybe this'd be an idea. It can't possibly make up for what happened that day, but it's *something.*
The box of documents we took had the list of names of everyone who was on-duty that night. At the courthouse, I could find a family member, friend, whoever is next of kin. Unlikely they'd have lawyers, but could really use legal advice right now. I should push them in the right direction, anonymously. I know I shouldn't be soft, but frankly, this is the least I can do. Won't bring anyone back but might make things a little easier on their families...

*(The back of the page includes a spider diagram of what laws the recently bereaved could claim under to receive compensation.)*