PEOPLE RETURN TO THE CITY
Lady Nala Ɓєiηmjσlηiя

The reconstruction is almost completed, the builder is doing miracles so that at the end of Mano everything is ready for the assignment of houses and palaces to the Caste.
     

The Ubar sir Thaddeus, these days runs like crazy, from one part of the city to another personally checking every little detail, as he is also a great builder.
    

   As for me, I just returned from my trip to the city of Tharna, where I attended the Kajires festival, and as soon as I got back I published an article about the event with many photos of the arena packed with enthusiastic people, including our Brundisium delegation .    

    Today I have just received the task of directing the caste of Scribes, which I will do with diligence and honor, hoping for the rebirth of the city which is already underway.
     

     As I walked down from my office I ran into Sir Awker escorting a lady who had just disembarked from his ship to port, she was visibly pregnant, I stopped by to greet them as I saw her holding a cloth around her neck to cover a wound that was still bleeding even if little.
   

    They asked me if I knew where to find the Pysichian, to be treated before the wound got infected, ruining the lady's beautiful neck, after introducing myself, she told me her name was Nala Ɓєiηmjσlηiя, that she was a merchant from the North and had trades in the oases and cities of the South, bringing skins and Nordic objects and buying salt that brings to the North, a precious and sought-after element.
  

    I replied that yes, I had seen the Doctor but he was in a hurry, perhaps to assist some sick citizens on some ship or in the woods outside the walls, I said that he will arrive soon, in the meantime, if we go and sit down somewhere, I will give you a little medication. I took courses for Pysichian, but only for first aid because in case of war you need men trained to treat the wounds of warriors.
   

   While we are sitting outside the tea room, on the soft cushions and after ordering some green tea with mint, I ask him to tell me about his life and why now and here, and she sips her tea first, then touches the wound that I had cleaned up after making sure it wasn't bleeding, he took a long breath and with downcast eyes he told me.
   

    I was born in the North when I was still little my mother died and my father took care of me, making me grow healthy and strong, when I was old enough I became part of the merchant caste. I have been ''Se'Merchant of Tor'', continuing my mother's work, then carrying The Golden Lily on the paths of Gor, I trade especially from the Thahari desert buying salt to take to the North even if it is very dangerous.
   

     I have never been well accepted by my adoptive family, so I have taken a partner with whom I am expecting a child, and I hope that as soon as the snow melts in the North he will come and visit me.
 

   I asked him who had wounded her, he told me that as he was entering a city not far from here, a warrior clad in black, stopped her with a knife at her throat while calling for a Magistrate, and after being questioned and shown my documents set me free and I escaped here to Brundisium, where Sir Awkir took care of me by escorting me and promising me his protection, and for now I will live in the inn waiting for my companion to arrive and rent a house.
  

    I think she is a great woman capable of traveling the planet in her ship and trading, and I hope her child grows up as healthy and strong as I believe her father is.
 

   I saw her walking away towards the inn with her protector and I hope to see her again to chat again and talk about the great North where I lived.
 

 

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