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February 26, 2010 21:38

14 Nomun: It’s been awhile since I last wrote. Today has been a life changing event. So changing that I’m not sure I can ever go home again. My mom would cry, my dad would probably kill me. This time I’m not joking. He’d kill me. Hmmm, maybe I should step back a couple weeks so you can catch up. After tracking down the gold that had been stolen from us by Smudge we were still missing a bunch of books. Like I really need those?? Just show me who needs there but kicked and move out of the way. I’ll send Eckhart to beat them down. What?! You thought I was going to do it? Please!! I really don’t like fighting. It’s just fun to test myself. I think I’m going to miss the big guy. Relax, I’ll get to what happened to him in a minute. Back to the books, Moridin was going into conniptions when they were misssing from the gold. Personally I was glad to have the money back. Call me crazy, but I’m not fond of being broke. I’m partial to little things like a roof over my head, food and a place to work out. SO anyway, Moridin is all but on his knees begging us to go get his books, but wouldn’t tell us why they were so important. Fishy? Yeah I thought so too. I only know one person who values books that way and it’s my mother. We were able to narrow down to the likeliest place to find them was a ship that headed out to Fabia. Nothing like trying to find one ship in the middle of an ocean that has a head start, but heck. I’d never been tothe Emirates. So off we went. We pulled into port in Fabia and were having no luck at all until we met this cool guy who invited us to dinner. I guess Fabia doesn’t get many visitors or maybe fate was just smiling down on us. In any case Sol Khalid was a great guy who was able to point out that a caravan had left jsut the day before heading inland over the desert to Abbashan. If any books had gone anywhere it would been on it. Then he even helped set us up with some guides and camels to get there! Like I said, cool guy. He gave us a little gift, but like bozo’s we didn’t think to bring anything as a host gift for him. I figured since he enjpyed meeting foreigners that I could share some of our music with him. That was a bad time to find out my harp was out of tune. If the words “Totally humiliating” just popped into your mind, then you know exactly how I felt. Still it was a learning experience never offer to play for strangers unless you check to make sure you’re ready. It could save a ton of embarasment. Over the next few days we learned several equally important things. Camels stink!! Deserts are hot. Eckhart has anger management issues and homicidal tendencies. Nomads not only do not speak Thyatian, but they really don’t like it when you shove a halberd through their leaders spine by way of his sternum. Like I said earlier. I’m really going to miss having Eckhart around. Oh yeah, the other ting we learned is that people in Abbashan really do NOT like foreigners. If you travel to the Emirates, stay at the beach! The weather is nicer and you can always take a dip if you get too hot. All would have gotten really pear-shaped if we hadn’t run across two amazingly cool people. they were Phaecia, a Thyatian legionnaire on extended leave (read deserter) and Ravi (13 year old kid of mixed heritage who spoke our language). Between the two of them we were able to track down those books finally!!! They had managed to find their way to the home of a demented individual with great skill in not only sorcery, but also acting. Sebn Al’Massar tricked us into thinking his butler was the bad guy and he was a poor imprisoned soldier named Urian whose family had been threatened if he did not help the evil mage find an ancient artifact in the lost Nithian city of Jepuur. Yup we bought right into that. He even convinced our intrepid band of do-gooders to help him recover and destroy it. Hey! Sue me, after 3 days riding around sweating on a stinky camel I was up for some fun! Urian (AKA demented, evil sorceror) led us over the desert, and through the w…desert, and then around some more desert until we ended up at a big hole in the desert. That’s just what we all wanted after riding around on the desert was to go crawling around underneath it!! Oh well, atleast it would be cool and shady down there. Or not as we soon found out it was dark with intermittent flashes of fire, lava, and exploding bugs bigger than Zef. That was the good part! In the end we battled a molten guardian who stepped out of a giant pillar of flame. Our weapons were nearly useless against him, but for all his blazing glory he was extremely allergic to water. I guess sometimes taking a bath really will kill a guy. Kinda like my dad will do to me when he finds out that exposure to all that ambient arcane energy down there when the horned defender died woke up the magic in me. See what I mean? I wanted to wander the world, see all of it’s wonders, find some cool toys, and maybe a little money. Mission accomplished. Now, I will also have to include the addendum of not getting burned at the stake for being a sorceror. On a lighter note, I did learn this really amazing and fool-proof way to light a fire.

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