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| After a healthy amount of eaves dropping and hiding in the shadows, I determind where the information was that I needed. The months of training my pick pocketing skills in the Rathe mountains has payed of - my skill is that I was able to lift the piece of parchment that I was searching for from the pocket of one of the rogue trainers himself. To my disapointment the parchment was torn and incomplete. It became apparant that the rest of the document was not here in Neriak and that I must look elsewhere. That meant time to leave the strange hues of the Dark Elf city, on to Freeport I think next � place of my birth! Seafarers roost � week later. A bed is good � even if it�s a noisy one, above a noisy room, in the ragged edge of the city. People come and go here at a fast pace. The boat drops off travelers from many far corners of Norath. Not all of us are rich enough to pay for translocations and ports; even those of us that are, don�t always find a journey via magical means very settling. |
Believe it or not, a voyage by boat on the rough seas of the Timerous Deep are preferable to some dress wearing ancient, casting and mutterng at you as you are sent halfway across the world in the time it takes to say a single word. This is the first port of call on dry land a good source of all information; whether you are seeking word of the political climate of Freeport � the town you are about to enter, or learning of what passes on the other side of the ocean. I feel totally at home here! Day 4 in FP My "gentle" probing has brought afew answers, and opened up a few new questions - as is common in my line of work. The rest of the parchment that I need is likely to be found in the dwarven stonghold of Kaledrim or there abouts. It is getting time for me to leave the city - I had visited afew places that I should not have and reminded myself of things and times best left forgotten about. Time to go. |