Talia's Diary #1

I have set off south. I've kept my religious heraldry, but will tell travelers I am a nomadic follower of the orthodoxy who teaches about 'Brother Osiris,' as he is called in their faith.

To gather information on the oldest teachings and prayers, I will need to make my way to Cairo, the occupied city, and get myself in on my scholarly merit. I can not imagine this will prove easy in such a time of strife, but my faith is strong in these things. So I will pray to Osiris, and see all this through to the end, for the good of my faith and my friends.

The road is safe, at least, heavily guarded by the various patrols of Noa Wei. I have been stopped and asked for papers already, but my religious markings seemed to fare well enough. I guess most pilgrims are not expected to be carrying documents regularly. Regardless, it may be wise to strike up these documents when I do make it to the city under a new name. We will see what is best. For now, I continue the long journey south, praying for my friends' success in the north.