When later I met Capatain Dosuaesh at Lady-Mother’s small mirthtide, I found idleness telling him: ~Komama~ - “We are whole.” He nodded and said back: ~O’lani-ruae ussaema,~ - “Let us hope we are enough.” I sorely missed Kaure and Remaue while mingling with Lady-Mother’s guests (and still fuddle on why they went to Nivae’s). Yet Lady-Captain undermet me to Lady Efadi Meorashue (who shares my grandmother’s name), who will be our worldfare’s trucebode, and to Lady Iadafe Yoroassaue, who is Burning-Mother’s high priest, and which name forecaught me. ~Stei?~ the priest laughingly asked at my queer face. Then she asked whether I though she would let us fare to a world of eldritch gods without wisdom. She outspoke will to bring us all back home with souls unbesmirched. Yet then she had heard my first ridertroop had deemed the Aslanta comely when we had hosted Brand and his troop, and had idly dallied. Then he asked my thought on bearing an Aslanta babe. I flusteredly answered the lorewardens broadly reckoned it unlikely or uncanny. Yet at my shame she laughed again and bade me worry not, since at her years she can bear no more. ~O’ahi-ziari damya aslantya ilaea hafv,~ - “Yet I may try a little Aslanta idleness,” she chuckled.
As a teaser for Saturday, a snippet from Chapter 35: Lady Vaeol, over the course of recruiting members for the Golarion worldfare, learns that some of her new companions are joining for peculiar reasons...
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