‘Tis the first of the month, which means I had to travel through the grueling heat of Firebird to pay the minions of the warlord who owns my hovel. As I have mentioned, the rent has gone up this year by 100 shillings a month. This is due to all of the people moving into the area, truly we are being invaded. The minions have joined with the other minions of warlords and raised the rent everywhere. They can do this as the invaders keep staying. They immigrate from nicer areas that do not have extreme heat for some reason.
We used to relegate the elderly who moved here to the community of Sun City, but alas, they now keep moving further south; not wanting to admit they are old. ‘Tis ironic that they would move to sun valley and retire if they do not want to admit they are now elderly.
I had to make this long journey to the warlords minions after going to worship the God Lord. That trek, to the chantry, was not bad. It was unbearably hot, but I was only constrained by one elderly man who could not get his overly large horse to move at a reasonable speed. I was, finally, able to pass him as the other horses were moving amiably. The journey back was free of slow moving mounts and gave me time to make the long walk to the Warlord’s minions before they went on their long break to feast upon their lunches. Verily, I wish I got such long breaks to feast.
The Middle-Aged Single Fantasy Witch 