Cities and Humans+

Well well well, here we are, another day, another spout of danger and adventure. Percival, Ignatius, and I waited on the boat while those city bastards went to gather their papers. Upon their return I turned into a snake and hung out in the ropes to let Percy deal with them. These bureaucrats told us the boat was of the owner Yousa, of which was stolen on December 4th, 868, seemingly last year. If my math serves me correctly that would mean we are currently in the year 839; 34 years into the future from our present. Entity, I do hope this all falls into your machinations.
 
Regardless, the cityfolk claim that Percy and his mad master required imprisonment, taking them in chains off the boat. Much to my dismay I elected to follow them into the city on the paddy wagon axel to make sure they remained safe. They were brought to a jailhouse on busy street. So many people, so much filth. I had to slither along a street gutter with the most foul stench. Made my snake stomach vomit. After turning back into my usual form I set up watch outside the jailhouse enjoying multiple meals waiting for something to happen.
 
That something was Antwan and Amos (who had apparently rowed his way to Nicodranos?) drunk and belligerent talking of some fancy club they had ventured into. Somehow in their stupor they reminded me that Yousa was the fellow with library connections the others were hoping to have an audience with. How came about his stolen boat is either a coincidence or a clue from the future library. We will eventually connect with the others and confer on next plans. There also this foolish barmaid who kept thinking I was asking her out but instead I was simply asking for the calendar date. This is why I don't like cities.
 
As a side note, I had heard that the lighthouse of the wild mother had gone out. While I do follow the Entity, I still hold respect for the Wild Mother and thus this could be a thread worth following.
 
May the Entity guide us down our path,
 
Aeldred