Today I have found myself in the town of Havenhill. Having few funds with which to continue my inland adventure, I have decided to toss out the anchor, if only for a while. While purchasing some supplies I had heard a friend was here studying at the library and though I missed him, I was blessed by providence to find employment and a place to stay thanks to the master librarian Cromwell. The work suits me well, I feel that with good effort I should soon be able to parley this new beginning into a profitable venture.
I have begun to examine possible apprentices by the same means my master sought me, hoping to gain assistance in my own personal work and to pass on the gifts given me.
Churchill is not quite as pleased with the new surroundings, he says compared to the cramped decks of Tempest and Mist, the library is a significant step backwards. There is no pleasing him some days, I assure him this is temporary but he has decided that he will remain out of doors more often than not. When the money begins to come in and the food improves, he’ll come around.
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