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OCtober Day 11: City

It is said that there is no greater city in all of Golarion than Absalom. Breann cannot dispute this, as she has never been to Absalom, but as these matters go she has seen a great many cities. Almas, of course, golden and bright and bustling (cramped and narrow and full of fear, too), Cassomir, vast and ancient and proud (lost and harsh and full of violence, too), Litran, silent and forbidding and grim (unbroken and vibrant and full of spirit, too), Highhelm, Canorate, Ostenso, Carpenden, Wispil, Yanmass… and Ghaamid.

Ghaamid stands out by not lying in Avistan alone. Breann, for all she has seen, has never left Avistani soil before. Casmaron, she has found, is much like Avistan, in that it is inhabited by people who all go about their daily lives quite matter of factly. Casmaron is also nothing at all like Avistan, in that the landscape and the culture and the look of everything and everyone is actually rather different. In that, it is just like any other place she has been: They all were rather different from home, too.

So far, so good, then. She has travelled for long enough to be an old hand at it: That is true. She has travelled in company for long enough to hate the thought of having to part ways in the nearer future: That is also true. There is something to do for her here in Ghaamid: That is true as well. Good. It’ll help pass the time while she waits for another caravan to pass the Windswept Wastes back to Yanmass.

If only she’d realised that the whole matter was going south sooner - maybe she could have - but that is conjecture. Nothing to do but take a deep breath and move on. Lamandria knows how to find her. Sooner or later, they’ll meet again - and in the meantime, she has a notebook to fill. Not that descriptions of Ghaamid will interest a Pathfinder captain, but she’s seen her share of strange things on the way here. Chances are, she’ll see her share of strange things here in Ghaamid, too - that certainly seems to have held true ever since she became a devotee of Iomedae. If all else fails, she can pen a detailed account of how to become a cleric by accident. (Ha.)

And if the world stays right-side up for once, well, she knows what a spooked watch looks like. If there ever was the gnomish ideal of one, it is the watch of Ghaamid. Breann has rarely seen guards so jumpy as those of the watch of Ghaamid. The naval soldiers seem a little less harried, but the priests at the temple of Sarenrae had had that nervous air to them, too. What that adds up to, she isn’t sure yet. She just knows it’s nothing good - that sort of feeling in the air never is.

Gods grant that her erstwhile travel companions do not continue down the path they have set down on - no, that isn’t fair: Nubbi is as innocent as he can be in this. She misjudged matters in the beginning, should have… ah well. If wishes were horses, she’d still be stuck here. Lamandria has set out already, leaving for her home further in the south. Breann wishes her much joy of her travels. Breann wishes her safety. Breann wishes her success and health and love and a great many other things. (Breann also misses her terribly. The bracelet seems to burn a scar into her wrist whenever she wears it, which is always.)

It is a shame tough, that they failed in setting out what they wanted to do - well, no. It is unfortunate that Breann failed. Elf and dwarf might yet succeed. She wishes them luck. Nubbi has finally come to understand - actually, genuinely understand - how to apply empathy to others, or at least she thinks so. He won’t need her much longer.

In the meantime, she can help here. There is always work for a pair of hands that’s willing to sweat and bleed for the cause. The Order of the Shield has no presence here in Casmaron and Breann doubts it will have one here in the century to come. Still, while she is here she can build her order’s reputation. The temple of Sarenrae will be a good starting point. So will be the keep of the city watch, provided they still want her help after the disastrous afternoon that was Nubbi’s arrest. At least her still being here means that she can do her work unimpeded.

That is a gift, too.

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