Monday 2 May 2022

NEW TRAVEL TO THAHARI
 

 

LA NUOVA CITTA DI CARTASSA

After the fall of the city of Lara where we had set up the office of Magistrate and Advocate for Bryianna, disappointed and dejected we returned to the South, in our Oasis and we organized the release of the new issue of the '' Moon Gazette ,, we had enough news to write, talking about the fairs in which we had participated as a newspaper, up to the visits to the countries of the North, with our contracts for the newspaper and the rack at the docks.

   Finally at home, we have reorganized our life with our subjects and checked many little things that come out only with attention.
   While we were north in Hammersgaard we had solved the case of the missing child, little Bjiorn, son of Nani, who had kidnapped him by none other than his father himself Sir Edu the innkeeper, who entrusted him to his Kajires, because he learned that his partner if only a panther in disguise would have destined the child to his camp in the forest to use him as a slave of procreation, through a ceremony that takes place in the villages of the panthers in the period of fertility, to fertilize the young women to have many children, possibly females, men as we know who have become sex slaves, otherwise destined for work in the forest.
    Did the child find the case closed? instead no Nani shuttled between his panther camp and the village, where he helped in the inn by serving the tables without ever saying what it was, but always listening to the gossip with the hope that one day he could find and take back the little one a Bjion and escape , because the mother's instinct is superior to any law.
     In the last days of the preparations for the departure we met Nani, on the way from the port to the happy inn, we asked him why and he told us that there had been a new fertilization ceremony, she had become pregnant and would finally have another child. or preferably daughter, everything was clear, only the little boy that Edu's slaves had made disappear in some distant village was missing, but there were no complaints so everything was resolved and we left.
     After a short stop in Gudsvagen, we said goodbye to our friends and visited another village called forest but nothing like some small woodcutter houses.
    One day merchants arrived with a caravan from the desert, they gave me the news that they were rebuilding the city of Cartassa in the desert of Thahari after its destruction, they told me that Safina the Tatrix had gathered all her family, as once, with the Mrs Mae, Sir Bernhard, Sir Ben Should, Sir Finthor, and other members like Sir Gongo her new adoptive father, Lady Mae an old aunt of mine, with her little daughter born during the time I lived with them, with my name Darian Arliss, Safina who had been the companion of Sir Sigmund, and Sigmund forced to flee the city because they discovered that he was betraying the city, trying to overthrow Safina's power which I remember took refuge in a cave with entrance from the sea

 As a magistrate, I made inquiries and discovered that at the origin of everything there was a new scribe who had just arrived, who wanted to take power in the city, first helping to expel Sigmund and then to bring down the city, I who in the meantime had taken Lady Jinny as a companion I was put in a bad light by both Sir LC and a woman named Athena saying that I courted all women, without working, so I was forced to flee the city and take refuge in the city of Finnur, in the far north of Torwsland along with my adoptive mother lady BB Arliss and sir Mith her partner, my sister lady Shani also came with us and still lives in Finnur, and I hope to see her again someday.
    Cartassa is no longer on the edge of the desert as it was before, where the Congo tribe lived in the nearby forest, but it was much further away in the middle of the desert, so we organized a caravan from the Oasis, on the border with Shendi we took the track leading to the city of AR, up to a certain point, then after the mountains we would enter the desert.
    The hot desert sun was not a walk, it warmed the sand and we walked at night, when the temperature was less hot, we arrived in the city, in the late afternoon a few weeks later, it was no longer the paper I remembered, but a beautiful and luxurious desert city with its golden domes and sleek, clean houses, a river flowed into the city from waterfalls to distant mountains.
  We met Safina, at the entrance, she did not recognize me immediately, I in the guise of Emir with my entourage and my warriors, she was scared she thought of an attack, but we explained about our work for the newspaper, calm down. she made us visit the beautiful city with large buildings and clean houses aligned with the large market, then I take us to the  to the inn where we would spend the night the next morning we had to decide what to do


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