Beluaterra Travel Guide

Working on it --- Already 3 pages in Manuscript.

First Pages/introduction coming soon. --- I have lost my introduction somewhere in my room, but I'll try to get it back before it gets into the vacuum cleaner---

Arriving at Beluaterra

~Arriving in Grehk

I've boarded the Ol' Tikwans Flotilla 3 weeks ago now. It has been a very unpleasant journey, with many tropical storms. And if it wasn't raining, the sun was knocking me down with its heat. First, I was considdering suicide. Luckely I managed to discover the bright side of life, thanks to Old Grehk's Natural O' Pium, some sort of tabacoo mixed with dry tea, which you have to smoke. And believe me, it makes you feel good! Everytime I smoked it, I saw the sun and felt it rain at the same time. Even once captain Tikwan smiled at me, which is very rare. It was also very strange that he punched me right after that. I think that's a side effect of the O'pium.

So I was once more statisfied, lurking my good old "Silver Pipe for Tabacoo and ohter smokes". I was nearly at the climax of this statisfaction when I hear the sailor shouting: Land in sight, all is bright! This was an old saying, first used by the explorers of the 7th Royal Flotilla, who discovered the continent. Lucky to hear that we were approaching the Island I should report of, I hurried myself to port. There I had a nice view over the coast of Midas Chia (The ship had already turned). It took another hour before we put foot at Grehk. and at this moment, my journey begins. I took my notebook and my piece of gold and started to explorte the continent, beginning with the pubs in downtown Grehk.

I started walking towards the city with a sauntering gait, not sure where I should go first. My problem is that I am making a guide not just using one. This made the adventrue even bigger. But as I said, I was just walking around. I came into a street called 'Sir Son of Patrick's Lane'. I had no clue who Son of Patrick was, but the street was clearly the place to be. I picked the pub which looked cheapest and I had some luck. The pub was called 'Drunken Freedom', and it was run by a small, young barkeeper. I even became happier when I heard it was 'Ime's Festival Day', which means free food, free drinks and a free bed. THe piece of gold I had with me, I could spend on an other day. What I didn't knew then is that I would need it very much later on. But I didn't care that eve. I got drunk and woke up with the local beauty next to me. The only thing I could hope was that I was too drunk... When I got myself washed, I checked out of the pub, which changed completely it seemed. So I was back on the street, writing the 'Beluaterra Travel Guide'.

Book 1; From South to North

To Starting Point Cagamir, via Ardmore - Rii - Irombro

It is now Tuesday. I have been on the continent for 2 days by now. 4 weeks ago I left my home to set sail to Beluaterra. Once I arrived in Grehk, I stayed there for 2 days. Today I will continue my journey. I have made plans to go from the South (Cagamir) to the NOrth (Doatnu). However I could also end up in Zettermain. It depends on what the locals advise me, and what happens to me.

But now I'm standing outside the walls of Grehk. IN the city itself, there were a lot of young people. But when I took a look at the fields, I saw that they were barely used. I decided to ask one of the few men that I could find why it is so empty here. He told me that there was a war going on, between Luz de Bia and Midas Chia. HE said that almost every men was forced to join the army. Many of these men never returned, and those who did were traumatised and had terrible smelly wounds. But well, I wasn't here to report a war. I thanked the mand and moved on, to Ardmore.

This all sounds simple, but passing the borders between MIdas Chia and Riombara wasn't that easy. First, the Midas Chian Guards stopped me and suspected me of smuggling. It took about 3 hours before I could convince them that I was just a hitchhiker. When they finally let me go, I had to get trough Riombara's checkpoint. Again, they stopped me and supsected me of something dark. They said I was an assasin. It took again some hours to convince them, and I realised I would never make it to Town before nightfall. So I decided to look for a ni ce farmer who didn't suspect me of everything bad. Luckely, the Riombarians are very nice people who always like to help a hitchhiker. I stayed at Eywin's farm for just one night, but he told me so much about the 'world' that it seemed a century to me.