1331 The god-talkers thought there would be few mosquitoes.
Uralda cultists complained that we were neglecting the Cow Mother's worship. We promised to honor Uralda properly in the future.
The pig-herder Rastoron left his grave every night to demand food from his family. We held a ceremony at Rastoron's grave, imploring his revenant to join our honored ancestors in the afterlife and trouble his family no more. The grave grumbled, then fell silent. That night, Rastoron remained in the earth, and his family ate dinner in peace for the first time in weeks.
The Issaries priestess Sora Goodseller came to our clan and asked if we had any white horses to trade. We had no white horses. Embarrassed that we had no white horse, we gave her a feast instead.
Our scouts found a strange clan of beast folk who were like ducks. The treacherous ducks rebuffed our kind offer to share their land, responding with a savage attack.
We were raided by the Cabbage Ducks. We drove the Cabbage Ducks off, and their survivors left without plundering our tula. Stoutly we defended; swiftly did the ducks waddle from the battlefield. By right of the sword, we gained rich land.
Harnkorl accused his wife, Instarya, and Tonalang, his young nephew, of adultery. We conducted a divination. The spirits of our ancestors said that Instarya and Tonalang were blameless, and that we would suffer if they were outlawed. The ring asked their kinfolk if they could have done it. Everyone agreed that Instarya and Tonalang had been acting furtively, and that Instarya had long been withholding her affections from Harnkorl. The ring interrogated them. They steadfastly proclaimed their innocence. But there was something about the way they did so that aroused Renatha's suspicions. We outlawed them. Harnkorl and his kin congratulated us for stamping out this nest of vipers. Tonalang and Instarya were hounded from our tula.
The ghosts of our dead warriors returned and told us that our actions shamed the clan. We sacrificed to Humakt.