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Snow...?

Had to shovel my way out the front door today. It looked like snow in the lamplight, but I’ll be d___ned if it actually was - smells like ammonia. Feels like... something else. It gives me creeps all down my neck, this stuff. How does snow fall under the ground?

Feels like home, though, seeing everything covered in white. I miss the Surface sometimes.

#snowbound #neathmas #fallen london #everyday life in fallen london #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue

A looped wire

First I find the apprentice, then I find the Cheesemonger’s shop. I’d call it a good luck streak, but that’d jinx it. The lady claimed no knowledge of the Game, but I told her a bit about the shadier things I’ve been up to. Did the trick: she offered me a job. Spycraft, surveillance, murder, that kind of thing. Can’t say I like the murder bit, but the purse of jade she gave me could convince anyone. I’m a spy-agent now, I suppose. What could possibly go wrong?

#On the Trail of the Cheesemonger #An Agent of the Cheesemonger #spoilers #fallen london #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue

Deconstruction work

“I’ll do some honest work that couldn’t possibly be shady!” Stupid. That’s what you sound like. A moron. Everything in this city is shady. Case in point: I volunteer for some labour. Get told to tear down an old schoolhouse. Break some stuff, stumble on a cache of children’s toys. The foreman looks like the toys personally shat in his morning tea and has us smash them into sawdust. And he slipped up, told us it’s on Masters’ orders — Iron. I’ll take the generous payment and keep my silence about it, but it’s shady. Where do I sniff around to get to the bottom of this? Why is Mr Iron scared of toys?

#playing with broken toys #fallen london #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue #spoilers

The Question

My neighbour checked on me today, this elderly man, old soldier. Said I was raving yesterday. Mad on the streets, shouting a question, frothing at all and any passersby. Until I passed out on the cobblestones and someone dragged me to the roadside, out of the way. Lifted my purse of money as they did, too. I don’t recall any of it. No recollection of Friday happening at all. But my throat is raw and my head hurts. So I’ll believe it. Stranger things have happened. People eye me weirdly, now.

He wouldn’t tell me what question. But it’s there in his silence, behind his eyes. I don’t think he will check on me again.

#FOUR OF EYES #smen #seeking mr eaten's name #spoilers #fallen london #henry progresses in the Search #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue

Nothing sacred

Eavesdrop on a horse dealer while he’s in the confessional to find out if he’s spying for anyone. Nothing to worry about, right? With all my lying and stealing, my eternal soul’s done for anyways. The Cheesemonger was right about the guy: smuggling Revolutionaries around, probably paid by the French.

None of my business what happened to him after. Nasty work, lots of sorrow-spiders, but none of mine.

#spoilers #fallen london #An Agent of the Cheesemonger #henry commits sins and is Fine with it #is eavesdropping on a confessional a sin? probably #the starveling queue #the misadventures of henry farmish

Pearls and glim

A Keen-Eyed Lapidary needed help. Someone burgled her moon-pearls. I found them for her. Really, been needing to do some good lately. She came by again today, told me she had an order for... swans, or some rich people shit like that? And needed glim for it. I’d refuse, but again, maybe it’s time to do some good, so I handed her a bag of it that I had laying around from the last time I burgled a glim-claim. Didn’t even give me anything in return save a promise to repay me later. Bah. I don’t think I’ll ever see her gratitude.

#assisting a keen-eyed lapidary #fallen london #spoilers #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue

The most distracting carnival

First I remember the Cheesemonger, then I remember that I had leads on a certain Monk’s apprentice. How have I forgotten all these things? My memory is too spotty for someone who’s not that old. Anyway. Worries aside, I headed to the Carnival, drifted in the crowd. Saw the missing disciple chatting away with the Drownie choir. He took off when he caught me watching, though, and my leg aches too much for me to full-on chase anything at the moment. D__n it.

#associated with a mysterious benefactor #spoilers #fallen london #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue

Assisting the constabulary

Concord square, understaffed and overtaxed, put out a call for help. I spent a brilliant afternoon or three looking at victims and giving my expert opinion. Stabbed, poisoned, choked, stabbed, poisoned, choked. Oh, Mr Farmish, such an upright citizen! So very helpful! I b__gered off before anyone thought to ask how upright citizen Mr Farmish knows how to tell one stab wound from another. The pay’s a bit shite.

#fallen london #working for the constables #echo bazaar #the misadventures of henry farmish #the starveling queue

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