January 21. 1860. Saturday

It has been three days traveling and paying people to aquire the gun collection, but the only thing we could get our hands on was Miriam. Let me retell what happened.
First off we traveled to Derek and Mia’s uncle, Gorman to ask him about the selling of the guns. As last time, he was not pleasant to be around and when he was at homeground, he was even worse. When we asked him about Miriam, the only thing he said was that he wouldnt keep that gun at any price. I quote: “That gun is better off abrod. Don’t think of it any longer.”
Ofcourse, we did not listen and went straight after the buyer. It was mearly a traveling merchant, propably not capable of paying mutch for it. I find this strange, as it seems like Gorman would want to make a profit on the collection. With this it just seemed like he was tossing it away for nothing. The man told us that he would not sell it before he had reatched another continent. Never sell something left by one man somewhere near that man, I think he said. In any case, he needed some convincing. We tried to bribe him by offering significant amounts of money, but that did not hold upp. The first day, we went to the inn emptyhanded.
The second day was a foggy, rainy and cold day. The ship was supposed to leave later in the evening. Somehow, I had lost all hope about aquiering the firearm, but when the time came for the ship to depart, the merchant came to uss to strike a bargain about the firearms. This was highly peculiar. He told us that the ship had gotten some sort of leakage and could not set sail until the day after, but he could not afford the repairs at his current state. He kept on jabbing about how this went against his policy about not selling to people near the original owner, but at last we decided that only buying Miriam would be just enough to cover the damage and still keep the merchants pride intact. We received a wooden crate with Miranda in it and the additional ammunition that had been with just that firearm. The crate was tightly locked and would need to be opened when we returned home. I will do this at a later time. It is now sitting in the entrance hall of the mansion, waiting to be brought back to castle Crowley. Hard work, but at least, now, Williams wishes have been met.
As I got home this afternoon, Mia immediately asked about the gun. She was thrilled about the retrieval of it. I really start to find this strange. All this fuss just for a firearm, previously belonging to a man that apparently never used it. I am really eager to know this and hear Derek eksplain it to me. I am aksualy getting rather nervous about it. This was no ordinary airloom. Why would William have tried to give it away to a man that might sell it away for nothing without a thought? Most peculiar.