Apologies for taking so long to write again. After my escape from the slave traders, I spent some weeks begging on the streets of Sak-Luaan, before I found humble employment in a tannery curing hides and animal skins. It was filthy, smelly work but eventually I saved up enough silver to pay for a passage out of that pit of iniquity. I found a 'berth' on an Anguinian trader sailing to Gorglis. This berth was not a cabin, or even a bunk, just deck space for my poor old bones.
We made good time to Gorglis and there were no more unpleasant maritime adventures, thank the Good Witch!. I am now ensconsed in the Guild of Clerks and Scroll Makers' guest lodgings. The masters of the Guildhouse took pity on me and accepted my word concerning my credentials. I await the transfer of funds from Imradd before I can move to more commodious accomodation and begin to think of recommencing my journey North.
It is good to be alive!
At the Guild of Clerks, Scibes and Scrollmakers, Gorglis