In the late afternoon after Subala's return, she prepares a cup of tea with black tea, comfrey leaves, and honey. With her other hand she manages to grasp a medium-sized canvas bag.

And off she walks, balancing bag and tea, and heads to Eileen's room. She knocks on the door lightly with her elbow, trying not to be too loud.

"Eileen?"

*carved very roughly into a fallen tree somewhere in the Zexen forest*

OUCH -~~_~
SUB~~~~~

( When I was his age I'd probably be attacking the furniture for looking at me funny. )

Who: Subala and Prince Frey (dragonstaff)
What: Fishing together for old times' sake
Where: The lakeshore
When: Roundabout now or so (after Kyle and Bern's wedding, etc.)

( It'll be just like old times. Well, without quite as much yelling and swearing. )

*on a slightly crumpled piece of paper, covered with the occasional blot of ink or wine, with words scratched out here and there. It's addressed to Kisara at the Dahaka in Raftfleet*

( There are very good folks here, and they've welcomed me very easily. Warts 'n all. )

If you really want to know what a blunt, brash, though fiercely loyal fisherwoman thinks of you, comment away!

Who: Subala and Bob (wolfbehindawallWhat: An expedition to the river crossing near Iksay ( Read more... )

Crewman Henry
Long Sunset, I.N.M.M. Reg. Class 2 Fishing Vessel

Dear Henry,

I am sending a copy of this to every port that makes sense, so I hope you get this sooner rather than later. I am safe. But very far away.

( I was gonna tell you not to come get me, but I figured you'd disobey me anyways )

( If it were Kisara's journal, it'd be her 'Personal Logg' )

Who: Subala and seacaptainlazlo
Where: By and on the lake
When: After Subala nearly tears down half the festival decorations starts her fishing pole project, a few days before the fishing contest ( Read more... )