Mar. 14th, 2005

near Bree

Mar. 14th, 2005 07:41 pm
nixibad: (determinded)
I don't like this place. The parts where the right-sized people live looked OK at first. They have homes underground, not like the dimension I come from but comfortable. Most of the humans live in awful dumps with grass roofs. Thatch, they call it.

The problem is, this is the kind of town that's like an overgrown village. They all know each other. If there's a job someone's in it. Most woman don't travel and they're all somebody's good daughter or mamma or grandam. I'm not related to any of their big families and I daren't say I am. It makes it worse that I'm traveling with the Greckle. I'm not sure what they think is going on but they don't like it.

I've got no local money and they'd notice if too much goes missing, so I decided there was only one way. I went looking for a shop and asked what they'd give me for the ring I picked up in LA.

The offer was ... insulting. I haven't sold it, said I'd think about it, but the Ring of Amara is only useful to a vampire, as far as I know. I don't know if they have those here and when I started asking questions the guy looked at me. I think things just got worse. Maybe that Greckle Marty can think of something.

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