Leave it to the necromancer to get so comfortable during the legend of the elven vampire she falls asleep! Luckily, I woke before my favorite story about the Company of Flame. Though I’m pretty sure Frederik was chuckling under his breath at me. The nap ended up being a good thing since I needed to pack all the boxes to go back with them that night. The packages wiped out a good chunk of my personal supplies, but I’ll be able to restock when the shops reopen to buy a few things. Other stuff I’ll need to travel for, and since I’ll be travelling a lot, I’m not too worried.
It’s taking every bit of self control I have not to run to the roof and check the oats every five minutes. This is made easier with Moonrise constantly poking his head in every cabinet. Since I know he’s been through them all before, it’s just another case of him trying to prod me into slapping him. I’m rather surprised how quickly I can cow him. I wonder if it’s an act, if he feels genuinely apologetic about the last seven months, or something else. I guess I’ll find out the next time I see them, whenever that will be. I’m still reserving my one hit, but I got really close to using it when he started going through my yarn. He made such a mess and looked hurt that I was cross.
I’ve packed my bag and I’m ready to leave for the Caverns of Suel Memory. Being pure Suel, or as pure as I’ll ever know since I don’t remember my parents, I’m sure it will involve something extra for me. I’ve packed the books on Suel history that I took with me from Hollowfaust to read up before I get there. I have to force myself to read all of it because I have a tendency to read the histories involving Lady Carthylla over and over. She was the reason I wanted to be an Anatomist. One of the original Seven Pilgrims, Carthylla was both brilliant and unerringly compassionate. She loved the refugees and turned Hollowfaust into a real city through her devotion to the people, creating a deep and lasting stability. And what young girl can resist the tales of romance surrounding Lady Carthylla and her beloved Sarrant, first of the Unfailing? I still get pitter-patters reading about it.
I remember hearing tales as an apprentice that Lady Carthylla would grant her wisdom and advice to the guildsman who best carried on her work. And while I know it’s silly, I’ve always tried. Even after I left.