When I was comparatively young and undoubtedly more innocent that I am now, I remember being present at an affair hosted by the ‘Port Naain Society of anonymous lady philanthropists’. The society is an interesting one. The idea was that one of the ladies would hold a dance, a soiree or some other event at … More Knowing your enemy
The Shrine of Aea in her Aspect as the Personification of Tempered Enthusiasm is set back a little from Exegesis Square and is at the foot of the Sinecurists’ Grand Stair. In front of the shrine there is an open area which links the shrine with the square. This area belongs to the shrine but … More Keeping in her good books.
I now had a task to perform. I had to arrange a pie eating contest in which Flobbard Wangil could participate. My problem was that I hadn’t the funds just to buy the pies and organise one, so I needed a patron to support it. Unfortunately my patrons are not the sort of people who … More Getting to the bottom of it all.
It was perhaps a month after I’d arrived back from Slipshade and the whole episode should have faded from mind. As it was, it seemed determined to haunt me, like some over-spiced meal eaten too late in the evening. So, for example, one evening I was at the Misanthropes. I hadn’t actually dined. In fact … More Justice Of A Sort
As you doubtless remember, I left the city because I was being blamed, (I feel unfairly) for the publication of a book of children’s tales. These tales were claimed by some to cast a harsh light on the antics of the rich and powerful, amongst them, Radsel Oeltang, chair of the Council of Sinecurists. The … More More trite tales for little people.
Now I was safely home in Port Naain, I was wary about just picking up where I left off. After all, I’d left the city under something of a cloud with unpleasantly inclined people hunting for me. There again, I’d merely assumed they were unpleasantly inclined, I hadn’t waited long enough for them to prove … More Not particularly well liked
In due course, Balstep finished his performance. To be fair to him, he didn’t go on for too long, and he had enough decent material, so I felt it was a creditable performance. So to the tumultuous applause of his minions he climbed down to join them in the audience. I moved once more … More And home again?
As Maljie or any other temple warden will tell you, their duties are many, varied and onerous. Thus when Maljie was indisposed, (whether through illness, enforced penitential spirituality or some other quixotic entanglement, the burden tended to fall upon the shoulders of Laxey, the sub-Hierodeacon. Whilst the Shrine of Aea in her Aspect as the … More Sound familiar?
As I walked down to the town of Slipslade I pondered events. Whilst I dislike jumping to conclusions it struck me that Malinflua was obviously responsible for the missing gems, and my inspired guess was that she’d somehow passed them to Flobbard. Given his abilities I couldn’t imagine him having any difficulty swallowing them. When we arrived at the … More Working the crowd
I confess that morning, as I breakfasted on the steam packet, the Unrivaled, I awaited the rising tide with growing trepidation. Nonetheless, from my position aft of the funnel, I could see no suspiciously casual groups of overly muscled men moving in our direction. Indeed all our party arrived on time, boarded and we cast … More A Licence to Perform