JOURNEY TOWARDS THE SARDAR
FROM HELMUT TO HARFAX
I had taken a break, stopping in the village of Helmutsport on the northern coast of the Thassa. During my stay, I produced various writings, as well as numerous sketches and maps of the area and the route leading to Besnit—a path that passes through Harfax. I had heard of this small town, nestled at the foothills of the Sardar Mountains to the
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northeast, and sheltered to the north by the Great Northern Forest.
My friend Rikki had sent me the location of the town—which she had recently visited—adding it to the canoe route. Consequently, I organized a caravan and set off along the rugged trail used by pilgrims heading toward the Sanctuary
Upon my arrival, I was welcomed by Lady Rosetta, who guided me through the town’s streets, pointing out its finest features: rows of attractive homes for the residents and inns for visitors. After reviewing my credentials as an editor for the *Gazette of the Moons*, as well as my official pass as a Magistrate, she summoned the town’s administrator—who, as it turned out, was her own daughter.
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| Darian with lady Rosette and lady Adriana Delsol My stay in that small yet lovely town was brief; Turmus was expecting me, and I did not want to miss the autumn fair. I took my leave of the ladies, promising that I would return as soon as I possibly could. |
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