Tajen seems lovely. And Dakers seems like a stalwart fellow. I am happy to have their help, truly, and I’m sure they’ll fit in with our dreary band of rag-tag couriers. Orvas seems as surefooted and upbeat as usual, Vola looks to be getting kinder and more dependable by the day. I didn’t know what to think about her at first, given where she’s from, but now I realize that she, more than anyone else here, would understand the Ragesian military’s cruelty. Rand is, well Rand is somewhat absent but I suppose he has his own difficulties to bear. Torrie has been quiet through most of our journey. I trust her, and I’ll follow her through whatever flames we meet, I just hope she knows what we’re doing next.
As for our destination, well.
I. I just don’t know what to say. I am utterly speechless. I don’t know what to say other than that WE DON’T ENSORCELLE RANDOM PEOPLE WHERE I COME FROM. I don’t get it. I just honestly don’t understand these people, these people who would turn on their own neighbors to turn a profit. Who would kidnap and murder and rape for a shiny new brooch. I just. I don’t understand.