Planting 16, 636 CY
Jevan’s noticed my peculiar eating habits, but has been nice enough not to say anything. Once I get to the point where I’m just pushing food around my plate, he’ll switch our plates and finish it for me. I just can’t eat much without having it come back up. I’ve researched so many ways to heal my stomach, but nothing’s worked. It just seems like I’m stuck with a very long recovery. Even now, I can eat more than I could a year ago, but my stomach just won’t tolerate much more than half a meal.
Before leaving with everyone for Villius’ home, I stopped by the market for a few supplies. In a stall of children’s toys, I spied a white cat with a crescent moon sewn on its head. The woman behind the stall talked about how it would be a wonderful toy for my little girl. I must have been feeling lonely because I smiled, bought it, and didn’t disillusion her. I named him Shadow.
Speaking of the devil, Jeremy’s feet must be itching by now.
On the upside, I make more money in a week than the average guildsman gets in a monthly stipend.
Since we are likely to go to Zeif before going back to Greyhawk City, I grabbed my permits, paperwork, and business badge. I’ll be able to make purchases in the market and have them shipped back over the Sevestrian supply chain. I’ll have to remember gifts. The apprentices are never picky, but Karen, Michael, Lawrence, and Jillina are. But they’ve earned that right, so I don’t mind. They were even nice enough to give me a list. Which was way shorter than I was expecting.
I had the dream about the dragons again. I was a bit closer to them this time. Their heads were fused into one and they slammed it off the ground violently. I could clearly make out two of them: a silver and a bronze. The third was squeezed so tightly between the other two and melded so well to bind all three together, I couldn’t tell what kind of dragon it was. The roar was deafening and forced me to my knees, covering my ears. I was on the edge of a magic circle meant to contain them. Again, everyone in the room stared at them, but did not react, until the man with the skull face appeared. A snake crawled out of its eye socket and slithered across the circle. It bit the silver in one leg and sent all three into a violent rage. Suddenly, everyone in the room was paying attention to the three, but rather than sooth them, they forcibly cowed them.