Krile Mayer Baldesion

I suppose I already knew a lot about myself, but it's still nice to know all of it. My name is Krile Maia Baldesion. I'm the princess of a place called Bal. I had have a grandpa named Galuf who is probably waiting impatiently for me to get back there so he can keep bothering me from the afterlife.

I'll be going back to Bal soon, but I'll see all of you first. And it's not goodbye, because you're going to visit one of these days, once I make sure everything at home is all right. But I think it's okay. (Lyle, we were right. It wasn't the end.)

Crochet's running the Weapons Tree from now on. Good luck dealing with her.

My world doesn't have a lot of the technology that this place does. We use wells and coldhouses instead of faucets and refrigerators, and there are things that will try to eat you if you aren't careful. Nevertheless... it's a very beautiful place, and the people are good. If you'd like to live somewhere else, talk to me.

It's obvious all the notes stuck around this place are fake and probably from the same source that messes around with our clothes and age, but I just want to let everyone know that we do not threaten our customers with torture at the Weapons Tree.

And no, we don't actually torture them either.

Even if you're late on your payments.

- Cara

Well, Paladin and Reed are out of the hourglass! They're both fine. It's a good thing I've taken to carrying that bell around with me, though.

I know I've seen clothing like that before.

I haven't seen any other giant hourglasses around, but it looks like a couple of other people have wound up in pretty strange kinds of trouble today. I bet it's the Sphere, so I don't know if it can be avoided, but be careful for the next few days.

[Strikes are still readable.]