This night, I oversaw continuing repairs on my Master's wagon; then I bathed and dined well in Turia, thanks to the generosity of Mistress Kelsey, Master Mithras, Master RedBeard, and Master Ubar Papa.
I must say, that more than makes up for the absolutely hellacious migration of last eve... From overturned casks of highly flammable oil and the need to douse the red lantern, to wild sleen attacking Master Mithras and dying horribly within my Master's wagon, to yet another wagon collison and three wonky wagon wheels, to rennel bites and Mistress Amber falling off the wagon and setting herself afire with the lantern she held --- it was a WILD night of wagon-driving!