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Written By Mathis

Dec. 30, 2021, 11:17 p.m.(11/5/1016 AR)

Busy spring and summer, as always. Found myself pulled all over the Crownlands to help with this and that. It seem that when you become Archlector the asks for help don't stop, exactly, they just sort of level up in line with the job. Bigger, more complex. Things that take more time, demand more of a co-ordinated effort. Not that I was expecting them to stop, mind you, but I don't know if anybody can really be prepared for that kind of step up, either.

Harvest season's upon us and sure to be busy as always. It hurts me to hear what happened in the Mercier vineyards. Always a little voice at the back of the head that says 'maybe I could have changed something,' but I think that's just human nature. Someone awfully wise, who would probably make a face at me for calling him wise, once told me my job's different now and I've got a whole bunch of the Compact's faith and hopes resting on me as a public figure, so I'm not meant to go rushing off into danger as foolishly as maybe I once would. Anyhow, in the city for a bit, so if anyone needs me, you know how to find me.

Written By Mathis

Aug. 24, 2021, 6:37 p.m.(2/1/1016 AR)

Well, I'm here in the city now. Word of my imminent arrival apparently spread before I even got here, because I was greeted with a bevy of folks asking me all sorts of questions about centipedes. My advice on those is:

-Don't let them get in in the first place, keep your house sealed up tight so moisture can't get in, and see to any cracks in foundations and cellars.
-Lay about some ground and dried hot pepper, hottest you can find, wherever you think they might be getting in. Even if the centipedes don't care about the hot pepper, you might spice up your own life in an unexpected way.

Got to see about getting a homestead set up. Still not sure what to make of this appointment. The best I can figure, I'm one of about three Godsworn of Petrichor who could be reliably located by missive and didn't disappear into the woods immediately at the suggestion of moving more-or-less permanently to the capital. It could also be my undeniable good looks and charm, but I don't think those things are likely to sway the Dominus. In any case, no real use in ruminating on that. I'm going to do the best I can, for as long as I can. I just may need a lot of ale to do it. You're welcome to buy me some, if you see me.

I suggested based on the number of faithful I saw around the grove this afternoon that I might just set up camp there and sleep in the snow, but they seemed awfully unamused. Nevertheless it's a safe place to find me.

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