The Journals of Josloy/Dolthe 13, 5676

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If I ever return to this part of Etnyben, I will avoid Sehol at all costs. Finding the sword made us heroes in the area, and people like to celebrate heroes. The past ten days involved so many ceremonies, speeches, and late-night celebrations that I am very relieved to once again be on my way out of the city and into the quiet wild.

I am now heading back west from Sehol, although maintaining a slightly southern course to gain some distance from the Icavor River. The goal is to pass south of the range I call the Icavor Mountains, and follow the range to the southernmost end of the Red Mountains. We should then be at the Razhin Jungle, and might find a river passage to the sea. If not, we can always travel further west without entering the jungle. That should take us into next year.

Traveling this route means this year’s winter will still be very mild since we’re still close to the equator. On the plus side, the summer won’t be quite as hot as when we were making our way from the Bay of Ivil to Lake Icavor. There is also plenty of good land in the area, so food and water should not be a problem. The only possible problems I expect could put a damper on this expedition would be health problems or a stampede of wild animals trying to trample us. We, fortunately, have Sisterhood operatives apparently skilled in the creation and use of medicines, so health problems should not be a major issue.

So what type of wild animals might try to trample us? I don’t know much about the wildlife of this land, but I’ve read a number of accounts mentioning large numbers of herd beasts called etagas. These large animals feed on the plants of the region, migrating from place to place as they eat. Their four horns are short and sharp. I asked a local man how to escape from a stampede of these beasts, and was told if I needed to know, it was already too late. Fortunately, we shouldn’t come across many etagas until we reach the foothills of the Icavor Mountains. Until then, it’s pretty much the same wildlife we’ve seen since we reached the Icavor River.


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