Here I am. I'm on the boat and there's no going back. I mean, the cloister will always be home to me, but there's so much to be done in Gorenth and the surrounding areas that I really feel like this is it. From this moment on, I'm on my own. It's a terrifying thought, but exhilarating at the same time. This is where I start being the change I want to see in the world.
That said, my shipmates concern me. The crew is nice enough, and generally polite to a woman of the cloth, but I'm concerned about the other passengers. There is an academic who's traveling to Gorenth in search of a new book or something and I'm not sure if she's prepared for the depravity that resides there, but she is the least of my concerns. There is also a rogue who appears to be committed to profit, but I believe there's good in her heart. The person I'm most concerned about is this man calling himself a merchant. To be honest, I think he has to be some sort of sellsword. He has a shifty look about him and I can't help but feel like he's the kind of evil that I need to defend against. I don't want to jump right to righteous indignation though. I want to help him find the good inside himself. I want to help people to live a life as happy as mine, not to judge them for their past mistakes. These shipmates are my first flock. I can find a way to lead them to happiness.
I don't want to come off too strong though; I should try just getting to know them over the next few days. We still have a few weeks left on this ship.
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