It's been a busy day... and I actually wrote up an article for the paper... but...
But Thadeus came across a rather nasty little rumor. Something that could spell trouble for the city of Ireem. I really don't want to point fingers... or cause any real trouble, so I came up with a way to warn the city. I've got a news article set for print soon. It is somewhat of a tall tale. There is no ship... but the plague is very real. I do hope the people of Ireem can seek out a good priced antidote or a good who alchemist will make them one.
As for the truth about who is planning to spread the real plague... I dare not even write about. Really don't want anyone to know. I can't go against that alliance -- but I can try to warn enough people in an off handed manner.
I've returned... but I don't really plan to do much. It's odd, in a way it feels like my first day in the city. When I first came to Ireem I really made no attempt to talk to anyone. I was dead set on just... being by myself. Just feels like I've gone back to those days... Because I have no plans on getting close to anyone new... What's the point?
Maybe once I resettled I'll go back to writing or painting. Yes, just something fun to help me relax. One this is clear, I have no plans what soever to return to the palace. Not after what I heard shouted across the sands by one of the royals. I've long sense lost my healing spells... so working in or during the raids is a no. Going to focus on alchemy a bit. I'll stop by when the room is empty... so I won't be bothered by idle chatter.
I can't say it feels that good to be back. The trip away was just that... amazing. Oh well, it doesn't feel bad being back either. Lets hope that part doesn't change. Might have to make a better effort to avoid the village idiots of Ireem.
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