Ravencara has had to return her home. A message arrived this morning, she had no choice but to leave immediately.
After discussions with the Guild Mistress it is agreed that I take her place. I arrived a few moments ago. The Guild is an interesting place indeed, although I won’t have time to explore as I really need to get going. Fortunately Raven has already packed all the supplies I shall need so I have time to rest a little before setting off.
My name is Willow Dreaming , Eárlindé Telperién in my native tongue…. a misnomer if ever there was one. I am not in the least willowy, being short, stocky and dark. No doubt I was born under a Willow Tree hence my given name … they do things like that, our tribe, seeing everything as portents and signs. Friends say a dreamer is what I am but ‘Sleeping’ would be a more appropriate second name – I love a good sleep, any time anywhere! If not sleeping I can mostly be found daydreaming. I have a sneaking suspicion that that is why Mamushek chose me to replace Raven, to get me moving. Now don’t misunderstand, I am far from lazy, it is just, well, I am easily distracted.
I am really looking forward to this journey, mapping out the misted lands below the fog – I am filled with such excitement at the prospect, it feels like a herd of rampaging goats have taken up residence in my belly.
Right oh, I am off for a quick nap before I have to leave.
See you soon.