Back after long months of travel, I find my way back to camp and have yet to recognize a familiar face among all the strangers. Though still apparently mobile, my long neglected wagon appears to hold more dust than air, and it is uncertain whether the wagon or the sleen pens smells the worse.
I am looking to buy, rent, or borrow a kajira to return the wagon to a liveable status and perform some other sorely needed chores.
Buddha