Fall, 72 512
After staying an interesting night, at a poor but very charitable Inn, Volens slowly made his way to the Palace Supplicants. A long line of beggers, and- well supplicants, had gathered infront of the Palce. Volens quickly made his way to the desk, and was handed what seemed to be a full ream of paper to fill out.
Volens sighed, this was a ridiculous city. But then again, no city really felt like home. He had only met a few truly interesting people in his life, and even few of those people were sane, and an even fewer number were still alive. Volens clutched the paper work in his hand, but he had to get out of the stuffy palace. He made his way to the stable where his horse was staying. He tosses a Silver Miza at the Stable Owner, and quickly walked to his horse.
Compar was excited to see his friend, and mater. And Volens, well he was just as excited as his horse. Volens gently brushed his horse, then sat down next to him with a quill and ink and filled out the paper work as fast as he could. It was almost sun down when he finished the paper work, and turned it in to the palace. He went pack to the Inn, and stayed another night there.