At the fort

Ailin will have it known that snakes aren’t slimy! They’re dry and firm and smooth and altogether awesome. And then we were twenty! I haven’t counted exactly, let me do that… Ailin and me, and Thamsin. The kids: Fikmet, Tascal, Mahar, Raham, Makhane and Bayat. “My” women: Odgerel, Sepideh, Batuldzii…

Jealousy

It is a kind of jealousy all right, but Ailin doesn’t want what Tamsyn has– no component of envy. Ferin thinks I’m jealous of Tamsyn. Nonsense! It’s not as if I want him to fuck me instead, far from that! He thinks it because I’ve started feeling so comfortable around…

Saying no

I like Ferin! Though Ailin is exasperated with him at times. (And he with her; they’re exactly like brother and sister at the moment.) In other news, this is an adventure story, danger and all. I’ve taught her to say “no”. In Ilaini. I’m not sure whether that was stupid…

Learning to sing

In which Ailin learns things. This starts in medias res because the main story is Ferin’s, but Ailin has to tell the parts that men aren’t let in on. Come to think of it, it also ends in medias res, there’s little that Ailin can tell apart from her learning…

A strange village

I’m still wondering whether we didn’t harass a completely innocent hapless NPC, but there must be something behind it. So we suddenly had six kids with us… Fikmet, Tassel (Ailin tells me it’s “Tasgal”, but I don’t hear it that way), Mar, Makhane, Bayat and Ram. It was still quite…

Tackling a mage

I understood the names that Ferin spells “Tassel” and “Middaya” and as “Tasgal” and “Mitea”, but we’re probably both equally wrong. The other boys (the ones who were with the old woman) are Makane. Bayat and Ram. We didn’t want to join the camel, Khas and Síthi party, but we…

Into the West!

Here’s Ferin telling the first part of the new adventures. It’s promising! “Hey! That’s my goat! She escaped when I wanted to milk her!” And I thought it was dinner, running into my arms, on its own four feet, as it were. It was Aylin who was pursuing her —…