Rosie drops onto the cozy ebony couch. With her presence protected from any prying eyes inside the walls of her new employer's bar-in-progress, she breathes in sighs of relief after years of Nerian slavery, experiencing what it's like to be free again.Burnday, Scorchedsky 9, year 3978
Baron Valkenaar relocated me to Freeport off of Sovvos. Now slavery by name, employment by practice. Have to keep an eye out for any spying Nerians, just in case.
To do in Freeport:
- Clean book room
- Pick a profession
- Write about the cur- *several strike-throughs later* the Spire
She thinks about what was being said between her and Valkenaar, before he left to prepare her living quarter. A real employer, not a slave master. Everything felt almost too good to be true, but it is real. He kept his word since that picnic from a week ago.
She thinks some more about how to describe her curse in written words. The Spire of Innoruk, the curse, her dead mother, her missing father, the kidnappers, her home, the shore, the cliff, the sky, the ocean... Memories come flooding. The more she concentrated, the more confusing it becomes. It may be easier to simply write about her past, before narrowing down into the curse.
She puts the titled paper down as a start, leaving the rest of the detail to work out in the back of her mind in her sleep.Cursed Memoire
- recollection of a soul hex from the memory of the cursed victim -