Editing Stranded in fantasy (section)

==Journal Entry 267==

We got our stirrups.  They took a few tries but the leather worker finally got the idea.  They were free.  In exchange, he gets to produce more.  Just as long as the barbarians don't get their hands on them.  They are detachable from the barbarian saddles our horses came with, so if we need to leave, we can take them with us.  They're held on with some hooks and buckle.  We gave them some test runs and they seem sturdy enough.  We then got the horses properly shoed because they apparently weren't.  Avery has named hers Matilda.  I'm not going to bother naming mine until I'm sure I'm going to have it longer than a week.  Hell, I didn't bother naming the last one either and I had that one for a while.  Anyways, speaking of Avery, she's broadcasting loneliness pretty hard.  I'm going to go over and try and help make her feel better.