(Almost) The End

I had to keep Athal from commenting between the lines. Let one thing be clear: I don’t know if it had any actual effect that Raisse came to Athal’s aid, but even if it didn’t he’s glad she did, and so am I! When we came back from the temple…

Shaken

The break in the story doesn’t coincide completely with the break in the session; we stopped just before the allies came in and picked it up again from there. It wasn’t long after that until we gained too much momentum to stop. At one point I was worried whether I’d…

More meetings

I had such a spiffy title for this, but it went away, confound it. Posting in two parts to stop myself thinking I need to finish writing it all in one go; next one (with action!) coming today or tomorrow. The session was interrupted by Raisse’s player trying (without success)…

Meeting the victims of evil

Following on immediately from “Ale and a warm bath“. Then we went to the square where the celebration was prepared and in fact already going on. They had placed two thrones in the centre and since we are all the royalty they are going to get here that’s understandable. We…

Ale and a warm bath

Thanks, Raisse, for jotting down your thoughts at the end; I think we can do something with those. (And I’ve left your self-made spelling of the Iss-Peranians, though not of the Valdyans) The next morning Athal got up early to sit by the fountain in the garden. I seemed like…

Nobody is safe

Writing this between services, waiting for eggs and prosphora and rye bread, things like that. If I don’t do it now I won’t do it until Easter Monday at the earliest, and it won’t be so fresh (and I know that some people are very eager to read it). When…

Golden cages

Eduard wasn’t sure in which order things had happened, and wrote a back-to-front writeup (unchanged here); later, he realised that it was because he’d been making notes on the train home, freshest first. The next morning at the Enshah’s palace the Crown Prince came to see us. He came with…

Little Valdyas

I got up very early with the intention to pray to Timoine. There was an ornamental fountain in our courtyard: the water came through pipes, not directly out of the ground as a spring, but at least it was emerging water, and behind it I found a patch of grass…

Unofficial meetings

There was too much wind for skating, otherwise this would have been the last writeup of the season written in the Skating Cafe (as most of the rest have been since October). I’ll miss my weekly hour of ambient noise that’s practically guaranteed to be nothing to do with me,…

Opulent walks

Raisse is asking all the questions explicitly that Athal only asks in his mind, or when they come up in a conversation. It’s increasingly clear that he did really marry the right woman. The next morning we awoke to the now familiar sounds of the parting ritual. Something was different…