Common Worlds

Dearest Diary,

It is so wonderful to be speaking with you again! I truly enjoy our conversations. Do you fancy this exquisite ink I write on you with? It is a delectable pomegranete pokeberry juice based ink with what I swear has a touch of that Goska salt from Tarsh for hardness. It turns out to be the most prized thing I greased from that fat, porcine Tolkazzie merchant. What goes for value here in Pavis is beyond me. But where was I? Oh yes. Today was a most joyous day! I tell you dearest, I do believe I have found the one the Yashipiri lords are looking for!! I could tell he was Teshnan as soon as he walked in the door. How grand he walked! With strong purpose but yet with a carefree gait. His headcloth was perfectly wrapped. His cheekbones hard and prominent. His muscles...excuse me dearest, I was just a bit flustered. But I asure you, though my heart raced, I never gave myself away. I had a task, and I perfomed it to my fullest. I knew I KNEW he was a spy right away! He walked around things, around the center of the room. He walked like the personfication of Vanesha kan sa. Why even Druhbanda of the Silken-Step didn't walk the edge like that. When he laid eyes upon Mistress Irani he seemed to soften a bit. He must have been bursting inside with joy to find some homelanders within this wretched frozen thing they called a city. and I played my part to perfection dearest! He glossed over me as the inconsequential peasant servant I appeared to be. That was of course until that swollen, corpulant, drunk of a sorcerer Kulsa lit my peasant vestiges aflame!!! By SOLF!! How he hasn't burned himself to the ash is beyond me! I was quickly able to put out the flame but I saw a look flash across the visitor's eyes for just a moment and barely noticed in time my teal floral print vest (you know, the one with the cute little elephants Tervudi gave me at the Court of the Constricted) showing through. But I didn't falter. I adjusted my clothes and I continued my chirade dare I give myself away. In my best peasant accent I chided Kulsa on his water boiling skills but he just belched in my face and said "get me more whine shhhhhervant!" and teetered over the fireplace again. OHHH! I would have placed a good kick to his hind if I hadn't just oiled my boots this very morning. no! I'm sorry dearest! however he may deserve it I will not waste oil on Kulsa's ass. No No No! Where was I? Oh yes. My search is over dearest. When he agreed to accompany us back to Pavis, why dearest, my wallet and pockets danced the dance of ones soon to be fed the goldest of coins!