The first few miles out of town are nearly as safe as being within Nodkis’s walls. I observe all the travelers we come across—identifying marks, distinctive gaits, how perceptive they appear—and take note of who in my group they seem to consider. Many linger on Vong, which surprises me at first. My suspicions about their intentions are soon diffused by… Read more →
This squireship business seems like a extremely ill-advised plan. I still don’t get the connection either. It is bugging me, so I give into my curiosity and ask, since no one else has, “How have you come to know that man?” I motion to Rakatha.\ Pil looks at me, perhaps actually seeing me for the first time through the tunnel-vision… Read more →
After exiting the west gate, I get the feeling we are being watched. Not just looked at, as from the myriad travelers, town folk, and guards in the vicinity. I glance around surreptitiously and spot a young lad, maybe fifteen, boring a hole with his eyes into someone in the party. He is sitting on a log near the gate… Read more →
On Wednesday morning, I am sitting. Not at the spot a hundred feet from the Adventurer’s Corps. Instead sitting at the Adventurer’s Corps waiting for the others to show up. We had not agreed on a meeting time, and I haven’t seen those idiots for three days, but we were told to muster at eight the first time and I… Read more →