2. Exploring Chaks

The lantern light outside my rain pattered tent is bright enough to write by. I'm not sure when I'll find sleep tonight, whether that be owed to the light, the rain, or the use of a tent, to which I am wholly unaccustomed, I am not sure. But this journey needs a beginning, and this shall be it.

Tonight will be my last night in familiar lands, though this is vaguely that. I set out yestermorn with all the supplies I foresaw need for, to the Escuu`Lent, or southeast in the modern tongue, from the capital of Chaks, after giving my farewells to the Merran whom supplied my necessary finances.