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January 607
House Aviel, Sancinia, Goleador, Quentari
There are hours yet until we are to leave, yet I find myself wide awake at this dark time before dawn. Today is the day that Amaranth and I set out to find Nimindil. Finally I will be able to do something that will make the family proud to call me its own.

Here I am, writing of my hopes and fears before leaving home for the first time. Trying to remember a sister I have not seen in ten years. A sister that vanished, not the be heard from again. A sister, I fear, that is long-dead and will never be found.

Still, I wonder why the Elders have not sent anyone to look for Nimindil until now. Why have they waited? It is as if they did not really care about her -  but now they send us to search. Only us, myself and Amaranth, even though by tradition we should not leave the House for years yet on our own. I am only 65 and Ami only 60. What mad plan do the Elders come up with?

No matter. We shall find Nimindil and that will prove our worth. No longer will I have to fight daily with my cousins over belonging to the family. No longer will I have to doubt myself.
Supplies:

1 horse each {Ami has Sugarberry and I, Winter}
100 gold
Curative Potions
Other Useful Potions
1 large diamond-cut crystal {To sell if we run out of gold}
Enough travel food to make it out of Quentari
Bed rolls and other such supplies
1 sword each
Ami's Sarr-skin blanket
Briar and his things
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