Session 2
We are born alone and we die alone

The more things stay the same, the more things change. I think that I have been taking my sister for granted. She has always been there for me though it all. We have different interests and likes, so we have stepped away, she went all CSI and I went mountain man. But I never thought she would stop being there for me. But I found out she went on a dangerous mission without Sir Robb or even telling me. She gets injured and does not reach out to me or even Sir Robb. When I do find out she would rather stay with strangers than be with us. Some things have changed. It is probably this place, so full of conspiracies and secrets.

Just the other day, I asked a simple request from the Castilian of the castle. I needed seamstress and one who is good at making sails, preferably one who is good with silk. Right away he tells me the BEST person is quite busy, so I requested the second best meet me in the next day. You would have thought it was done, but I saw that glimmer in his eyes. The “I know what your mean” look. Not more than few minutes go buy and cousin Merriam gives me the same conspiratorial speech when I described the Castilian’s behavior. Me I just shrugged. The next day, do I get what I asked for? Nope. I got another cousin talking to me about silk. I am starting to see that the problem is not the flying suit, which people are finding bizarre enough, it is the silk request. To test this theory, I asked Jordan to make inquiries of the staff about silk and to then tell them that he did not need any when the professed to not know where any could be found. Then at the end of the day count the number of follow ups he got. He flat out said he was too busy. I realized he was babysitting a dog, but seriously. Too busy to say a few words to random servants he passed during the course of the day. Clearly, silk means something special here. Well, I am far too disinterested to care.

The landscape of Amber is spectacular. It is brighter, crisper, and more “real”. Than anything I have experienced at home. I knew that if I did not get me suit working perfectly I could have a problem on the return trip from Kolvir. It kept calling to me, every waking moment. It mocked me. But I was not going to be mocked for long. I spent my days in the courtyard drawing a trump so that if all else failed; I would be able to return from the mountain with relative safety. Amazingly, there were no interruptions well other when Sir Robb came looking for my sister. I have spent a lot of time around Sir Robb over the years, but I never knew that he could project his feelings if you touched him. I mean normally, he just behaves like a big kitty cat, not so much a big predator cat. You tend to forget, well except when he yawns. You remember quickly when he yawns. He is quite intelligent, but incapable of speech. I asked him if he wanted to be able to speak. He gave me his version of cat disdain as if how dare I imply he was not perfect and just walked away. I could have done it. I have had this feeling for some time that my powers are improving. That the power of life rests in my hands. Oh well. Enough of that

I gathered my gear and prepare for my mountain trip. From here, the city, I can see the top of the mountain. I placed my mind to the task at hand and almost immediately, I felt unworthy and filled with doubt, that this mountain was too much for me. But I shook that thought off and climbed. Whether I die on the mountain or not, I have to try.

Session One
Left Alone

The Hindus have a quite a strong philosophy when it comes to dealing with the unexpected and the unattainable. Over the years, I too have tried to live by similar ideology. Otherwise I might find myself talking to rocks. The long and short of it all is: some things you have to let go of.

Such a small group of words, but it can have a huge impact on your life.

While free climbing Widow’s Spire, I received a trump call from my sister. The local law enforcement types have misplaced him after the all these years. I believe it was foul play from most likely at the beginning of his term. That would explain the 99 year sentence in isolation. It was rough for me and my sister, so long without answers. The crime, the circumstances has totally absorbed my sister, while I have learned to let it go. But for this abrupt, tearing at wounds almost healed is almost more than I could handle. But as I looked out from my vantage point on the mountain side, I realized yet again, some things are just larger than me. I centered myself and let it go. I felt the weight lift, but still I felt burdened. I could not for the life of me understand it.

So I replayed the conversation in my head. Each time I felt the sense of disappointment and loneliness. At the beginning of the conversation, I was centered afterwards I was adrift. I let go of the information about father, so why be still unable become closer to the center. While it was vexing I could not delay any longer. She told me to come quickly so I did. I pulled up the image of her house and “went” there.

When she opened the door and let me in, my soul became unburdened. She was her normal self, off in dozens of conversations at once. It was good seeing her. She gave me an update and the note from father’s effects and right away, it felt fabricated. I could not see the path, so I let it go with the simplest of answers. The powers that be killed him and pawned this lie off on us.

I stayed over and the next morning while in the sun room painting, we got a visitor, Jordan was his name. He convinces my sister and I to do a little investigation into our father’s disappearance. So we all agree to go to the prison where he was kept in isolation. We find nothing out of the ordinary other than books on weaving and a woven tarot card. All around the prison, there is great damage but this room is intact, almost in perfect condition.

Back at my sister’s house Jordan begins talking about his homeland and come to find that his land is the same land on a note left by dad. We all become very curious. In fact, Jordan believes that we may be related. He invited us to visit his homeland and my sister and I were in agreement. We get to Amber after a few hours riding horses. He told me automotive vehicles would not work.

I like Jordan. He is confident but not over imposing. He introduced us to our father’s brothers, Gerard and Benedict. It appears that Benedict without any evidence to the contrary believes that father could not have been killed, by the locals. However, gave no explanation as to why he would stay imprisoned for 99 years. The he simply left, very rude indeed. Gerard gave no opinion one way or the other.

Jordan took us to tapestry of Amber. My sister examined it and noticed that it was similar in aura to my paintings. So I examined the tapestry and it was indeed powered by the same aura. I tried to activate it and it was being blocked. So I asked my sister for her help and I got that feeling again. I finally realized what the problem was; my sister would not help me. She turned away from me. I was alone. I have never been truly alone. Even in the most deserted of wilderness I have never felt alone. I guess it was, I needed her. I reached out to her and she refused me.

Well, I lost my center and the entire experiment was a failure. I have found we have family and they all seemed overly detached, which in some ways is very impressive. While in others, it seems sad.
I have three projects to work on and then I am back home, mark the courtyard for future visits, climb Kolvir, and find my center.

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