It was after 10 when we docked in Iadara tonight. Offloading and taking on cargo was not as hard a task as Halfbeard made it sound. It turns out that a boat like the Crow doesn't exactly have the biggest cargo hold.
I stopped at a shop at the harbor to stock up on food for myself. Halfbeard is estimating a week or more until our next port, then two weeks to Cassomir, and then a week to Absalom. And hopefully I'm on to a new life.
We are docking here until morning -- shoving off right at 6! I could find a room for the night but why? To nap for 5 hours before we set off again? And risk getting left behind? Nope.
I won't admit to his to *anyone* but I'm scared about what is waiting for me in Absalom. I've always lived in Avennara. A village of about 800 elves is nothing like the "city at the center of the world." How will I make a living? It's not like there is much need for hunting and tracking in a city.
Thanks to Halfbeard's generosity I will have a little more gold left when I get there than I expected... but it won't last forever.
Maybe the captain will let me just live on the crow for the rest of my life. She can pay me in sandwiches and I'll use these big strong Elf arms once a week to throw some crates and sacks around for an hour, then go back to being bored out of my mind.
Absalom would be far more interesting...
-- <3 Ryel