The Legs of Lolth

From the Leightover Papers, Part 2

Talitha Leightover
The Limean House
Midgarden Street
Arenal

Sypheros 8, Solovar

Dear Mother,

We’ve made it through the mountains and discovered civilization on the other side, so I finally have another chance to write to you. It’s been a long day, and it feels wonderful to be sleeping in a real bed again. We’re eating real food again, too. Bob woke us up this morning eating the giant spiders we killed last night (Bob is the dragon we met in the mountains, you’d like him) and Avaril was in a bad mood so he acted all misogynistic, but it was all in good fun. I don’t think he knows how to act travelling with so many girls. We spent the morning walking and talking, and Bob scared away some harpies that wanted to eat us. It’s hard to believe it’s only been a week and a half since I left Arenal. Sometimes, it feels like it’s been months.

Solovar is nestled in the high grasslands between the mountains and the desert, and is surprisingly large and prosperous for its location. Towns and dragons don’t mix, so Bob wanted to leave before we got there. It was a sad parting, but maybe we’ll meet him again in the desert. I hope so. Bob is an amazing dragon. Anyway, before we got to town, some kind of creepy fey kind of manifested next to us, which I wasn’t terribly surprised at because it’d been stalking me for DAYS (that is a long story and it’s in my other letters so don’t worry about it), and we got into a fight with it. At first, we could barely manage to hit it, and when we did, the thing just healed itself immediately. Xenia managed to damage it with a magical weapon she summoned, and I finally put it to sleep with a spell.

When we got to town, Eilir, Xenia and I went on a selling spree to get rid of all the equipment we’ve picked up over the past couple of weeks. I had to leave all the gems I’d collected since I left, and it was a LOT of gems, like three and a half thousand gold pieces! I got a FABULOUS headband in the trade, though. Once we found a decent inn at which to stay, Eilir took Avaril shopping for some feminine entertainment, and we spent the evening experimenting with some of the magic items we’d picked up. I magically tapdanced, but we didn’t really figure anything out. I tried to console Eilir about Avaril, but I don’t think it helped any.

The food at dinner was great and nobody talked to us and nothing happened.

Much Love,
Æthelmyr

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