FROM TIRA TO AMMERSGAARD

 

 Surely you remember my friend Nani, the one who was a panther of the tribe who lived in the hammer forest, but who was in love with Sir Erick, worked with him in his tavern, who then took over the disappearance of her companion (perhaps murdered) by whom she had a child stolen from the cradle, and made to disappear by her companion Erick. at the hands of a slave girl who was later discovered to be her own, but of the child no trace, it was said that Erick's parents had taken him away with them to a village in the interior of the great Thorvaldsham.
 

   The beautiful Dwarf Panther, while I had just arrived in the city of the island of Tira, sent me a message asking me to join her to put all the documents in order and set up the small library, even though in that village I don't think anyone knows the second knowledge, which is reading and writing and the history of the planet.
I had not yet met Sir Skand, the chief scribe and administrator of the city of Tira, even though I had spent three days sitting in front of the fireplace in the scribes' palace. In the meantime, I had spoken with a scribe and public prosecutor of the court, Lady Cyra, to whom I had asked for explanations about life in the big city, but even though the weather is not particularly cold, she too spends her days sitting in her house next to the palace, in front of the fireplace with her favourite slave.
 

   Lady Dara the woman I had met in Victoria and who had invited me to Tira, although she had the job at Scribe's and had a beautiful house on the hill, with a panoramic view, as soon as I arrived I found her on the quay about to leave for I don't know where, was quite evasive.
     As soon as I arrived at Hammersgaard to wait for me on the wharf, I found Nani who welcomed me with his best and trusted subjects, and at the same time the opportunity presented itself to lend a hand to the village, because with another ship a merchant had arrived, speaking a different dialect but which I knew, I saw the embarrassment of the merchant chief and I told him that I would translate that dialect of southern Thahari, and I gained the trust of the people.
 

   The beautiful Nani fully armed, told me that she had become the Queen of the village and asked me to follow her taking me to the main street of the village and assign me the best hut they had, with a beautiful fireplace and fully furnished, and with provisions on the shelves. She told me that she had some commitments at the port and that we would meet again late in the evening in the big house, where everyone gathers to eat, while the slaves dance.
   Life in the North is not that of large city streets or large marble buildings, here everything is simple, they only know the language of their defense and their pleasure in having fun.
I do not know how long I will stay in this village but certainly the time it takes before the big snow that blocks the sea and the ships 

 

arrives, as Dara had left me a message that I had put in my bag and I had not yet read it told me, that she was disappointed by the city, where absolute calm reigns, only sex between them, and despite the fact that she liked me, but I had never noticed anything, I was with my slave Fahima, I don't know what happened to her, surely closed in a brothel available to foreigners and warriors. I'll send a message to beautiful Dara as soon as I know where she lives, so we'll see if friendship turns into love.