This one is beginning to believe he may be safer with the treacherous night walkers than he is traveling with his caravan into the wilds. Too much this one thinks, too much. First however, I must catalog my findings… A most interesting prospect this one thinks, a man-one and his horse, robbed of life on the side of the road. This one was worried at first of course, this would lead to danger, however, quite the opposite. A discovery for research this one found. Or, the shadow-hidden one found, however Sican found something of most interest. It was not this ones first choice, however certain things must be done in the name of the sciences. This one had to pry out the eye of the poor man-one. An interesting prospect indeed. The Man-one’s eye was white, even the pupil. The warm hearted one showed Sican something he did not notice however. White ran from the man-ones nose, like the milk of a mother. How interesting this one thought, but the others lacked the apparatus to avoid such ailments, so this one mentioned nothing… perhaps it could benefit Sican and his caravan if one of them did catch such a plague. Then This one could research it more closely, and if the shadow-hidden one were to catch it, Sican would catch two cats with one cage! But until then, there is still more for this one to report.
Travel is not this one’s calling, it has been a large pain in Sicans feet. Sican’s people use the same sandals in the sands of his home, but the ground here is much harder, and this is most likely the cause of This one’s problems. Soon after… or was it before? Sican’s mind is perhaps effected by the chemicals he uses. Maybe he should bring cats to test on the road, This one preliminary process would work with less side effects that way. Sicans mind is wandering. Somewhere along the river, this one and his caravan happened across a large tower that Siwmea and the shadow-hidden one said ghosts were fighting in. Creatures who cannot be struck by steel or flesh makes Sicans teeth itch, and makes his want to gnaw himself free of whatever was binding him to that situation. Even the Iron flesh of the warm hearted one, and the sheer tenacity of abbi William would not stop the icy claws of such a creature. When that day comes, Sican will go, and be gone to his home in the moon quarter. However, they were across the water, and this put This ones heart to calm itself. Further down the waters, near where this one became wet, there was another Keep-nest. A blue that made Sican stare shone from the walls… This one was not surprised to find that this was the blue keep that the warm hearted spoke of. This is where travel came from bad to worse. This one had to follow Abbi William through the river. The bickering of the caravan on crossing water was worse to this ones ears, than the swim was to Sicans muscles. First things came first, and two items of great importance had to be checked: Sican’s alchemy tools, and his thrope…These two are most important to keep Sicans sanity.
The final night before the warm hearted ones destination was a very… interesting event. It began with young abbi William squawking an alarm. This one worried, it would be a shame to see such a young one cut down before he saw three full seasons. Sican Saw them too, however. Doing this ones patrol to ensure his safety of the night walkers, they came. At least five Sican saw coming, and this one knew there would be more. Abbi William, Siwmea, and the shadow hidden one fought strong, while the warm hearted one focused the will of his faith into more streams of fire. Highly impressive the first time Sican saw it. As it would be, Fire never caught this ones fancy. The focused energies of the sky’s very rage is far more compelling to Sican. The Power of the sky’s anger this one has harnessed, found the essence of it’s tears and focused it into an elixir that only this one knows the recipe. The powers this one has captured have aided Sican in the past and continue to do so. The Most interesting prospect, perhaps. Something this one has only heard stories of, however, this continues to prove Sican’s theory of the legendary night-walkers. Two more of the creatures appeared, using their caravans warriors as a walking shield. The Magic-caster, stood slightly more than a hand taller than the others, however the Red cap was, as rumored, taller than Sican, even if he were to stand at his full height. This one knew his strengths, and ignored the lumbering red capped one. Sican let the shadows hide himself as This one took his turn at being the one with no secrets. This one raised his mask to bite the Magic-Caster, and Sican tasted blood, but the magic-one seemed not bothered. Luckily, Sican managed to get this ones mask back over his snout before anyone saw. Sican is not so good as this one once thought with the spear. However, sican is still alive to document these travels, so this one may not be as rusty as Sican thought! And The Gibbs of the Red-capped one should prove interesting in research.
Poor poor siwmea… The red-capped one shouted, and flailed wildly… more like a cornered animal, than a thinking creature, and scared a flash of Siwmea’s very essence from her body. Siwmeas eye has lost it’s luster and a lock of hair has become a ghost of itself. A young woman, such a beautiful specimen of a man-thing, lost to a fear of death. However this opens a door for research for this one. Now, this ones caravan should trust Sican more… This one used the shots of strength Sican had been saving to escape death, and they were used for almost no effect. Sican is sure that demands repremand, and this ones caravan should be open to trying Sican’s recipe’s more often… However, Sican is unsure he will be getting much mixing done where he is going and this worries this one. An opened grave, past the Village of hills around the vipres tooth. This is where the warm hearted one believes we must go. A place not under the skies, and hidden from the night walkers. The darkness falls once more, and a decision must be made, but Sican is going in, and this one will find what it is, so Sican can “tend” to his cats once more.