*the last 3 entries although separated by a page in between seem to be written in one session, continuing the constancy of the script*

One of last days to this point I spent much of my time at a market outside my favorite Vesperian inn. I met a few members of the family and even saw sister Noixiata making one of her rare appearances at a counter there. She looked extremely busy barely capable of handling the attention which was demanded, she left in a hurry once she had completed her business.

There were many wondrous entertainment procedures prepared at every ones leisure. I personally found the morbid creature which was perhaps an orc and the fights at the arena, the most entertaining. I must admit, they had wealthy clientele with deep pockets and it was a true investment coming here even though I made a few purchases of my own before I returned to the chapel.



There was also a family meeting I attended containing regular business and also an opening of a new tavern. My agenda was updated and I was back on track it seemed. I tried to portray my discoveries accurately for the last days in regular report manner and they were received accordingly.

There were to be some training sessions in Trinsic. I decided to go, although I had some trouble finding the exact spot. Once I did however, it became business as usual. The ones attending were very skilled and I was fortunate they were all happy to see more people to practice with. I was welcomed adequately and supplied with food and drinks. There were even a few a small audience at some point. Quite a few unwillingly revealed their pockets contents and some were even relieved of their less convenient parts of their inventory.



Before leaving there was some commotion where sister Noixiata was mentioned several times. I failed to catch the exact context as I had to leave, but I was soon to discover what it was about.

Upon returning to the chapel I went to sleep quite early considering how much was on my mind. I was awakened a few hours later by persistent curses thrown throughout the corridor by sister Noixiata. The volume and the echo of the cellar kept me from sleeping further. Before I noticed she was outside my room knocking on my door demanding my immediate assistance. It appeared she had encountered some issues and expressed her wish to travel a small trip, and she would need a tailor and a hairdresser post haste. I did as she commanded.

She has been away now for a while, when she left I barely recognized her, the assistants I had gathered were disposed of, such a shame, they had done impressive work, she was like another person. The chapel became very lonely with the two other residents not speaking much. There was some changes as well in the small hamlet of New Paws. The duchy of Trinsic had installed a new mayor by the name of father Cuthbert. He has indeed seen to some changes in the surrounding area, however we will have to wait and see if it will relieve the hamlet of the economic downfall it is plunging towards. His intentions seem to be for the best and New Paws has not received so much love in almost a year. I believe the residents are quite happy to have him there.