Bobbie’s diary from Tarcania®

I had to hurry. It was almost four o’clock, and I had quite underestimated how long it would take to choose the wood for my wand and to find it as well. I arrived at the pottery...

Something tickled my face and woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked straight into two green cat eyes. Something tickled my face — Socks’s whiskers. I opened my eyes to find him...

We arrived just in time at sunset in the dining hall. All the pages were already seated at the table, chatting animatedly. When they saw me, the conversations fell silent. I felt...

The midday hour had already passed when I left Hephon and made my way to the pottery. Of course, Socks knew this route as well and led me through the alleys of Tarcania to the...

I followed Socks through the small forest surrounding the Guild. The path was just wide enough for a cart and a horse to pass. I enjoyed breathing in the spicy air, scented with...

I woke up when I felt kneading on my back. At first, I didn’t know where I was or what those little pinpricks meant, but then I realised I had whiskers on my face. Socks… right…...

Sereina led me through winding corridors to the dining hall. Socks was still sitting on my shoulder, looking around curiously. He seemed very intrigued, and the word "dining...

I left the Guild and strolled down the winding alleys. Wherever I find myself, my first step is always toward the market, for it is there that life pulses strongest - and why...

Before I left the Golden Chalice, Marcus gave me a few coins. "Just in case, and you can give them back to me before you leave Tarcania." I was so grateful to have found a friend...

I slept long and dreamless, simply too exhausted from the storm, my crash landing, the endless march and then there was the fact that I was supposedly stranded between...