First Letter Dear Journal, The advantage of having a nanny goat, it seems, is that you get goat milk. And when you have a small child, goat milk is a thing to be desired. Cow's milk would be preferred but goats take up less room than cows, which is important when you live in the … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Goats and Harmony (13 June 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It is a singular thing, but there are no inns in Bois-de-Bas—no place where folks might go of an evening to gather. People gather on Sundays, at the church and in fine weather have Sunday dinner together in the square, and at the hot springs. A few old men often gather … Continue reading Letters from Armoria- Of Taverns and Town Halls (6 June 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Luc, I discover, has been busy while I was away in Mont-Havre. He— But all things in due course. When I left for Mont-Havre I instructed Luc to continue copying out my grimoire, which I left behind for that purpose. Amelie, I have discovered, is an excellent teacher; Luc's hand is … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Learning from Luc (30 May 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, It is ironic, I suppose. I spent the wagon ride to Bois-de-Bas alternately pondering how best to study Master Grenadine's writings and wishing for a peaceful soak in the hot springs—for I may say that while traveling by wagon is much quicker than walking, it has its own discomforts. But I … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Town Matters- (23 May 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Jack, This is goodbye for now, for I must soon go meet M. Frontenac's wagoneer for the ride back to Bois-de-Bas. But I could not leave the city without telling you some of what has been happening, and some of what I've learned. First, the Guild Hall is in excellent condition, far … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Political Question (20 May 35 AF)

First Letter Ma chere Amelie, I have such news! So much news, that I fear I might burst from it. Yesterday, I must confess, I was disappointed. I met M. Suprenant's locksmith, a rotund fellow who rejoices in the name of Bertrand D'Aubigny, in front of the guild house at the appointed hour, and there … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Inside the Guild Hall (16 May 35 AF)

First Letter Ma chere Amelie, And here I am in Mont-Havre. It seems so odd to see it again—it was so much my world when I first came to Armorica, and yet for such a brief time, only a few months. It is much larger than Bois-de-Bas yet smaller than I remembered, and much smaller … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- The Guild Hall (14 May 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, Jack left us this morning after an extended stay; word came that His Lordship needs him in Mont-Havre, as well he might. It was the longest Jack and I have been able to spend together since we were boys, and we spent it as you might expect: up until all hours … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- A Leg to Stand On (5 May 35 AF)

First Letter Dear Journal, I write quickly, for it is late—but I must not lose this thought. Cousin Jack is here, in fact he is snoring in the next room as I write, and during the evening he told us of his time with the Army. At one moment he spoke of trying to sleep … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Stress and Strain (23 April 35 AF)

First Letter Mon cher Leon, Thank you so much for getting the recent shipment to us so expeditiously! Your man Guy had a rough drive, so he told me, and certainly both his oxen and his wagon were mud-stained from about shoulder-height on down. How they achieved that while leaving the goods pristine I am … Continue reading Letters from Armorica- Armorican Reactions (16 April 35 AF)