I just caught another runaway who thought he could meet up with a male resistance group in the mountains near Riverbed. We are going to have a LONG interrogation to make this piggy squeal.
I'm sure it's a lot of fun catching wild pigs, but you know every single one of them needs to be properly screened before selling them, right? I swear I have the most thankless job here.
The hazing at my sorority is so humiliating and degrading. I almost feel like a Goddess-minor when I am done, but at least I can take it out on my pig when I get back to my dorm.
I finally have my very first slave boy! Apparently, he failed to apply for the appropriate visa when entering the Matriarchy and was captured by customs. It's so cute how stupid pigs can be when they are not leashed.
After trying to get closer to the people in power in this land, I felt something sharp on my side and one of those guards must’ve been tailing me ever since I left the arena. Now I’m injured and someone out there clearly wants to capture me...
