A most arbitrary quiz

Dear diary. Some time ago my Charali friend told me she had plans to host a charity event at her bar, The Half-Pint  over at Milford. In support of the victims of the flood. It sounded like a fun thing (not the flood, but the event), so I agreed to hold a quiz. I don’t […]

Gardening and happy fish

The Troubadour Guild has an inner yard with plenty of plants, some trees and other green stuff. I used to mostly hurry through it on my busy way. But after the flood the place is a mess! The plants are all either dead or very sad-a-looking and the mud is everywhere. Even I understand that […]

What’s with me and rain?

Dear diary. Haven’t written for a while. The pages were all wet and I had to find some new ones before I could continue. Not to mention finding a dry table to write on! Lots of water in Lithmore. Lots and lots and lots, so much one had to float about on broken doors in […]