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Sister Bomia’s Adventure Diary
We Attempt To Beat The Heat
Rabbitsday1, Roc Month, Year 25 of the Golden Emperor
Dear Diary,
Well, we are underground again and have been for a day and a half. Much like the route through the Wall Mountains, this tunnel is wide, roomy and surprisingly free of large desert dwellers other than the goats that rest just inside the entrance and the spiders, insects, snakes and bats that one sees for the first thousand feet.
This tunnel seems much less run down than the Wall Mountain tunnel. Grettin thinks it might be because of the drier air and fewer large creatures. Whatever the reason, it has turnouts at regular intervals and each one has running water from pipes on the the walls. Of course, it is quite cool down here, so we are actually dressed in warmer clothing.
We have seen some beautiful carvings at each turnout. Most show scenes related to commerce and travel, but some have shown scenes of battles or fights with monsters, including a huge type of beast that looks like some sort of bipedal firebreathing reptile. It looks enormous! I’m glad it is no longer stalking our world.
Aside from the carvings, our trip is just as boring as before. At least, as boring as the part before we encountered the Towrus. So we walk and chat and sometimes sing. Our songs range from hymns to drinking songs to battle ballads to very risque tunes involving lusty folk of all sexes. We have also retold tales of past adventures, including the one where Amella and I got chased through the streets of Valaxis by an angry sow the size of a small horse.
The Aiya were nice enough to provide us with some beans and other edibles, so our meals should be tasty. I am always grateful that both Olivia and Grettin are such good cooks. Amella and I are fair cooks are best and although we all love Halana, as a cook she makes a fine warrior. We also have several bottles of Dormian brandy, made by the good Sister’s at the Saint Dormus Convent. A wee bit of it each night should help us sleep quite well.
I’ll close out for now, Diary, since there is really quite little of note to say. I’ll take up my pen again should we encounter anything of note.
Sister Bomia Evarain
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