1st of Flamerule, 1376, Year of the Bent Blade

It is time for another break. I suppose looking for information is easier when you are in a small city - either they know it, or where they can get the information, or they don't. Here, there are so many people and so many books, it is easy to imagine information getting lost, or not seeing the one person that has decided that this knowledge is fascinating and can help me. But we are still stuck here, waiting for Vandederp to help finish his sword, so I may as well keep looking.

But today is another break, and I go shopping with Vondal. I suppose he has the same challenge I do, he is seeking magical weaponry, as well as magical armour. Very specialty stuff. He hasn't had much luck yet either, but he does not seem as frustrated as I do. I wonder why? Maybe knowing what you seek, and knowing it will be hard to find gives you a sense of serenity when you keep not being able to find it.

Or maybe he is grouchy as anything, and I just can't tell under his beard.



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