I have taken the huntress' advice to lighten my burden and it has gone well so far, the fear I held has subsided. She has proven to be a good company and help.
I visited the treasure hunter, but I did not arrive empty-handed. Luckily she had not eaten breakfast yet and so the bread was welcomed.
It was strange to see her again but pleasant. She held no ill feelings and refused my apology, saying it was not needed. It brought great relief and another weight has been lifted.
Once she has gotten rid of that tome of hers I may revisit her again, take her up on that meal she suggested. A new memory of her cooking in replace of the one I seem to have lost. Maybe I have forgotten more than I first thought.
I visited the town and by good luck, one of the stableboy's was out for the day. It took some convincing but the master agreed to pay me for a day's work.
I stopped at the Pony for the evening and decided on a pitcher of ale and empty mugs. Someone once told me that it was an excellent way to invite company to join but, the evening was quiet.
The huntress joined me and later a young man who told us that he grows pipeweed and crafts weapons. He and the huntress struck a deal of trade, which seemed to bring him joy. The boy sounded like a good man and I will wish him the best. Perhaps next time I will see if he has a pouch of his crop left to sell.
I still have found no trace of the other woman I seek. I have gone to the camp, wandered the woods and asked but nothing has turned up.
Did the illness take her? I dread the thought and can only hope that she is well, where ever she has gone.
My mind is restless. I will seek out the second camp; perhaps it isn't as cold as the other one.
