And then we were on our way again. We had a fun afternoon exercise, where we divided our apprentices in two groups, and asked half of them to guard a wide, wide perimeter around their baroness and her wife, and the other asked the other half to try to penetrate and catch us fucking! This was great fun for us — I felt rather rested and playful, and Moyri deserved some nice open-air attention for all the care she’d given me at Lord Erian’s, and great fun for our mob, both defenders and intruders.
After that, we saddled up again, but then we found a little clump of houses, between the road and the sea, at this place, there was rather more land between the road and the sea than in other places. I asked Moyri, shall we go and visit these people? They might, otherwise, never ever see their baroness. She nodded, and I asked our Ishey (and anyone who wanted to join them) to go out and catch game. Because, of course, our advance party never would’ve warned these people about over a dozen sudden guests!
The hunters came back with a boy who looked half-Ishey himself, and who was carrying three or four rabbits. I was a bit confused at first, since he babbled a lot about his snares and poaching, in the broadest, flattest Idanyas accent I’d ever heard, but it turned out that he’d simply met them, and joined their party, and all in all, there were a dozen rabbits, some hares and a few fowl.
With that, we went off-track, to the houses. We first passed a mound where charcoal was being burned, that being one of the most important things people here do. Later we discovered they also make exquisite carved wooden bowls and pots; beautiful enough that if painted, it would sell for tens of riders in Essle and Valdis. And so we discovered another way to make Idanyas richer.
We met his parents, and his dad is Ishey, so we had some fun talking Ishey, and soon the neighbours arrived, and we had a little party, all of us. Of course, the usual things got discussed, like how can we make Idanyas more Valdyan, and less weird, and make everyone richer, and make sure all the kids get taught all they need. And there was a girl, about twelve who went completely crazy at the idea of actually studying at our new school. That was after I realized that Halla probably will be gone to Valdis in a year or two… And end up becoming the chief clerk of the purse to Athal.
She’s just that good.
And when we left, we had more companions. Hinla and her son, Arin, came with us. There’s a leper village nearby, where Hinla’s grandmother lives, and we’re for sure not going to pass that without going on and helping out.