Inn, The Cat’s Meow, Afternoon
Stable lad about my age, inquisitive and doubting. Questioned strongly about my having coin to stay. He tells me to wait then returns with a name to ask for inside, Mr. Carson. Then motions to take Nutmeg. I hold the moment then introduce Nutmeg to the Stable boy.
NOTE: City not what I expected, less grand, less friendly.
Sign at Inn, Cat regarding fishbones. Head in. Two floors. Learn later, drinking and games upstairs. Dancing on special occasion. Inn doing ‘okay’ business. Inn has ten rooms.
NOTE: All Tanchicans, men and women wear masks or veils. Masks are of anything, and made from anything.
Look for employee, find what I assume to be Mr. Carson (with veil) stringy hair and Fu Manchu lip and chin hair. Short. Directing others. Seems native.
Shown to room. Fine. Pallet bed with window. Inn keep keeps key. Leave pack, bow and arrows. Lock door. Back to common room. Wench brings veil compliments of the house.
Note men angrily talking about a female prisoner at the jail, a ‘Dark Friend’. Talking about killing her before the Panarc renders judgement. One is giving a hard time about turning her over without handing her over to the C.o.t L. I turn and talk with the men (Masks: APE, boar, lion, deer) telling them I take them serious. They then tell of one of them’s sister Lucy got the evil eye from the now prisoner Eve then next day she was pregnant and later had a stillborn child. It couldn’t be Lucy would have had relations with the bad fellow, Dirk. And other stories that frame Eve in poor light. I inquire of where she is, what jail. They tell. Leave 28cp in room with pack, bow and arrows. Head to jail trying to blend with my veil on. My sword draws eyes from the poor. Avoid beggars who paw.
JAIL: one guard inside, slender, board, early twenties, solitaire at table. Three cells. One cell: woman with nice clean clothes, dark hair, mid-thirties. Guard roughly tells me to leave and have a nice day walking in the light. I resist by and readies his sword. Her boss, woman, Alva works for Merchant named Finnigan.
Head from Verranna to lower edge of Massetta Peninsula. Find ‘Finnigan’s Transport, Personal Services’ head into building, counter, warehouse looking, with carts in a side yard. Woman behind counter mentions that Ava is just a maid but fetches her anyway. When she returns, she brings with her an attractive slender woman in her late twenties, with mask or veil, nice clothes but not noble. She walks with an allure.
I ask to talk in private and she takes me upstairs to a room with a table, warmed teapot and invites me to sit. Cutting a slice of honey cake, she asks me to sit. I look to determine if she is troubled seeming in any way.
We talk, she clearly casts a spell of truth, I am eager to answer all the questions but as little detail as I wish. She learns I am seeking the puzzle but not that I work for an Aisa Dei. After a bit the spell wears off and I immediately attack. She recoils as she begins casting a spell but at door opens in space and I leap through as I know this was not her. I end up at a farmstead. I know her name was Moghedian.
Lan, Lady Morrain’s Warder is there with another man, a Warder as well. I am guided into the Farmhouse where people are reading, then into another room where Lady Moraine sat, also reading. I tell her as much of the tale that I can since leaving Two Rivers. Some things I cannot say, like Moghedian’s name. She tells me I am a channeler and that I channeled and that is how I escaped certain death. She then says times are changing, “The Shadow lays heavy across the Pattern.” And that she will not have me ‘Gentled’ as is her oath and that I must return 1000 leagues back to Tanchico and continue my mission.
She will school me as much as she may before I leave.