Day One:
So, I am
too old for festivals. But I always get a chuckle out of my loxdon
friend losing money on card games. He knows me to well that I can not
seem to win constantly or even often so its always fun to see him
lose. Though the city official's know what is what, A good cup of' is
always the best way to discuss business. I think it was a tea with
some oil of bergamot in it. Either way the tea was delicious and
wonderful. Like most good cup's is best served black, no additives in
it.
I have had some just awful cups, and some cups that they
added nasty tasting. When offered cup it is very rude to turn it down
or make like it doesn't taste anything but good. Which means when
your offered a truly and generally good cup you enjoy it. Heck this
was better than my own personal tea, but than again why wouldn't the
leader of the town get the best tea he can get.
I regret not
taking some of there tea for my own uses. It was good tea, weather
you believe me or not. I have a lot of regrets, it is what happens
when you live a life as eventful as I have. Especially with since I
started hanging out with these three others I am currently on an
adventure with. They are very efficient in what they do.
We
got our three horses and cart, and left the city for the more quiet
country side. The first night I had a tea, and on my watch I
practiced my lute playing. Trying to work on a new balled I am
working on to show off how epic and gruesome my Loxdon's
compatriots method of killing others truly is.
I sleep much better
with a good cup of tea, than without a good cup of tea.
Day
two.
Saw a sparrow in the
morning, discussed with Mason if it was a good sign or an omen. Don't
quite remember who was arguing for what, or what we came to in the
end. I think it was just something to talk about rather than stare of
into the forest. We did pass a few people walking down the road, we
nodded to them and they nodded to us. Otherwise we did not interact
with the people we passed.
Saved the tea for the night meal,
the afternoon meal I just had water for it. The Cup was good, the
meal was standard fair for the road. Any meal is greatly improved
though with a good cup. All I have is standard Green, should of got
some better stuff while in Thael. Another regret added to the pile of
regrets, but can't focus to much on the regrets.
Once again I
took the third watch, though this time I practiced my kick dancing. I
say practice, but the dance is like second nature. I have done it for
so many years of my childhood, and some of my young adult years in
addition to just practicing it over the years that its as simple and
straight forward as breathing. It doesn't take any mind power at all
to do this dance.
Day Three
More
birds today in the sky. I think one of them was a Sparrow. Wasn't
sure. I don't remember what me and the others talked about. It really
wasn't important. Though I do recall I played cards with the others
at both meal. Some how I came out with the same money I went in,
without gaining or losing money. That was a bit weird.
Once
again the Cup made the meal so much better. Even a bad and awful cup
will make a meal better. There is just something divine about a good
cup. Or it could be I am over focused on a good cup because the food
is awful and travelling from one place to another is always the most
tiresome. Being in places is fun, its why I stayed with Ms Cellina
for more than I intended to. Even when I was a child travelling was
no fun. The new places where always cool and exciting, but the
travelling itself, I could pass on.
I was suppose to take
the third watch that night, but the Gnolls did a very good jo of
trying to kill me. I think they nearly succeeded. Another near death
experience, and like all the others time I have had them they tired
me out. I think that the Loxodon ended up taking my watch. I know
this because the rest of the travel is a blur except him complaining
that he had to take the watch the whole time.
As mentioned
earlier the rest of the travel was a blur. The next thing I recal was
entering the town.
Town – Day One
We entered into the
Town of Sourstone some time after the lunch meal, before the super
meal. I was really glad that we had real food. It made me so happy to
get the blood out of my fur. If you never had fur or blood in your
fur than you have no idea how much blood sticks in your fur. I
sometimes wish I did not have fur and had human style of skin. That
would make the blood easier to get out, means that I would need less
baths.
Just bath long enough to get the blood out, never any
longer. Though I didn't bath tell after we ate, and the food was
good. Tons of food is great after you have had days of rations on the
road. The food that Nakara supplied was good, as was the info that
was given. He mentioned the fact that the Flameborn came through
here.
Took a while for me
to understand who and what the Flameborn where. They are people who
want to see the world burn so it can be reborn. An exploding volcano
would sure do that to at least part of the world. I hope I am wrong
that they are behind this. Would be so much simpler if it was just
an easier fix than people, but than again the easiest fix tends to be
people doesn't it.
I was planning on playing on the stage, the dust wouldn't of bothered me. I could of judged the crowd to determine what type of music would go well with the dance I do to best entertain them. Though while searching the room, the bed just looked so much more comfortable than the ground outside. I just had to take a nap. Than after doing a quick bath, I just had to nap more. My old bones ached.
I have never been this close to a religion. The Flameborn need to be exterminated. I should learn about the legit religion before I exterminate them. Tried to do that and talk with Abigail, unfortunately the fence caught fire and we had to deal with that. After the fire and attackers are dealt with will try to make these old bones remember to talk with her, or at the very least get her holy book from her.
