This letter dates from after his exile but was discovered in the
same archive as the others.
Dearest Felicitus,
I hope you have tried speaking to the Emperor on my behalf again. If
I have to endure another such place as the Sun Dome temple I shall surely go mad! I never
imagined to meet such a dour, joyless, anally retentive, bunch of stick-in-the muds as I
found in Sun County outside of a Jalakeel asylum. From the youngest to the eldest they are
as boring a lot of prudes as I hope never to meet again. They make the denizens of Dara
Happa seem like wild sybarites by comparison! They eat barley for breakfast, lunch and
dinner for the Goddess’ sake! (That is when they allow themselves to eat lunch). And
meat is a rarity. They keep their women sequestered away from outsiders and themselves.
When the men get drunk (which is very rarely) they drink with other men. Sex is for
procreation only! (Though I did hear unsubstantiated rumors that bachelors are allowed to
visit Ulerian cultists to relieve their unwholesome urges! As thought there was such a
thing!) It did not take me long to realize that I was not about to relieve any of my urges
in this place! The temple controls virtually all aspects of life and is like some overly
protective parent, strangling the life out of its children. Their leader, the Count of Sun
County, one Solanthos Ironpike is rumored to be a closet homosexual, a crime that would
see him deposed and slain if proven true. He dyes his bread to hide the grey but is not
allowed to dye his hair as this would count as him dressing as a woman, another capital
crime. He is a dour, grumpy sort and who can blame him? The only individual I met in the
whole place that I liked at first was one Belvani, one of their rune lords. I say I liked
him when first I met him because he seemed friendly enough but the more I spoke to him the
more I felt he secretly felt himself superior to all around him. (As if such a provincial
rube could be superior to me!?!) The Sun Dome temple is nice enough, (though I have seen
better in Dara Happa) but all in all the place is well worth missing.
From here I had hoped to travel down the river to the port of Corflu
and from there catch a ship heading eastward. Unfortunately that is not to be as the
nomads are raiding south of here. I shall instead head back towards the Empire (or at
least as close as the Emperor’s exile allows me) and head across Pent eastward. Pray
for me and my aching rump.
Yours,
Fresser,
Late of Glamour
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