Galaran 9th, 1064
The previous days of travel have been uneventful. Jorsca and Orcy fit right into our little ragtag group, though I suspect Jorsca really doesn’t like to walk. Aislinn and Doyle took the lead, scouting ahead and gathering what they could for our one horse, which does not have a name yet.
I feel a bit strange, having an
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