Seams Naka and Phi went on their trip afterall. I wish my friend would of let me know they were leaving so I could of said goodbye. It seams the more I try and have friends and a life the more it slips away. I hardly leave my rooms at the Inn any longer.. seams everytime I do I get assulted verbally or otherwise by someone accusing me of being a slave. Well I am a slave... in a free woman's clothing somewhere in my heart... I just down know how to go about setting myself free of my forced "freedoms" I miss Tarm. I wish that he had not died. Things would be so much easier if he had not. I wonder if the poet could use someone to help him at the Boarding House. I am running out of coin quickly...