Year of Illumination
Among the Tahawus Tribe, Part 1
834th Year of Illumination, 3rd Moon before River’s Crossing, 10th Day
Account of Learned Ghibbus Among the Tahawus Tribe
Being raised on the streets of Uncur, I am well familiar with the stories of the ever-hungry egui, who are said to haunt a forgotten town two days deep in the forest outside of the city walls. I know even the odegi, disciples of Odes the Walker and guardians of his Path do not dare brave the winding, tangled road to Green Pasture. Alas the poor souls that made up my expedition from the Stone Cabal did not share my fondness for “old wives tales,” and insisted we take a shortcut through those woods. By the time I had managed to evade the howling ghosts in the thickest part of the forest, I was well and truly lost. Had the scouts of Tahawus not found me, I would be there still or else in the bellies of the egui.
Our master of languages, Learned Gelb, did not make it past the walls of Green Pasture and the Lawkeeper of the hunting group who found me (whom I had mistakenly referred to as their “Chief”) shared only my rusty knowledge of the Common slang used by traders, travelers, ronin and the like. To add to the confusion, I have learned that languages of the Wilder (First People, as they call themselves) do not posses a first person singular, only a plural. As I traveled with them, I learned the reason for this linguistic oddity, helped along by Nlepo, a young woman of the party. I had first assumed their journey was to Gilam, who had recently promised the Wilder tribes autonomy should they aid his Lordship in preventing Barkeen from exerting his influence on the Northern Frontier. However when I asked the Lawkeeper if this was his mission, there was general confusion, before I learned that the various tribes who had heard Gilam’s offer had thought it was a joke started by one of the other tribes. Chortling, the Lawkeeper said that he found it an even funnier joke now that he knew it to be a genuine offer.