A letter from the baroness

This was waiting for Athal on his return to Valdis. Fortunately, it seems to be the worst thing that happened in his absence. Hallei Lenye Raith to Alysei Athal astin Velain. In haste. Friend, Guild brother, apprentice, king: By the time you get back to Valdis I shall by all…

Home again (well, almost)

It felt very strange to be back in Valdyas, even though Sarabal is full of Síthi. It didn’t help that we were in Turenay rather earlier (in real time) than I’d expected and I had to take over almost unprepared. Note: I don’t have much in the way of notes…

The rallying of Mernath

Athal’s last entry –well, the first part of it, because it’s another long one and I know that at least three people are waiting to read it– because we’re back in Valdyas and I’ve taken over the campaign again. I’m unlikely to stop posting roleplaying writeups, my own and others’,…

And Aidan writes a letter too

It’s contagious! Perhaps even Radan will write his letter in public. Alysei Aidan astin Velain, in Turenay, to Alysei Ayneth astin Velain, in Valdis. Dearest sister, I hope news travels faster than people and my letter isn’t the first you hear of it in Valdis. Athal has been sighted! Orian…

Treaties, goodbyes and more war ahead

Raisse is right that the title of baron isn’t hereditary: barons are appointed by the Crown. However, if a baron has an heir who seems to be suitable, that heir is appointed to the barony more often than not when the old baron dies or retires. After the usual washing…

No going home yet

She is so right about the tax revenues. And it turned out in the next session that it’s likely to actually work out that way, at least partially. Well, going home is not quite an option yet. I drifted off again and when we woke we got the message that…

Much deliberation

Here’s Athal catching himself thinking like an Iss-Peranian, more than once. Fortunately, it’s likely that he’ll be on the next <shudder> ship home, and only because it wasn’t feasible to catch the one that was just leaving. When a page and a maid came to wake us, it was already…

What a day

Was this really only one day? I think yes, though we slept for a few hours in the middle of it. It did end around midnight– the in-world day, that is, we ended neatly at 10:50. Unresolved questions: what on earth was Selle’s message? It must have been important. And…