21st Day of Hydref, 742
Last night, I became a woman! If for only a few hours, I overcame the spell that has cursed my appearance, and I lay with a man.
For some time, we have been traveling through the Reglinate of Rudar, a realm ruled by women, where men have no rights. It has been refreshing not to have to remember ‘my place’ all the time. If I’m honest, it has also been a little refreshing to watch the men squirm a little at not being able to do whatever they want to do whenever they want to do it, as well. . . .
Anyway, yesterday we arrived in the capital city, known as Rudem. We passed through on our way to Shi’enarath, but it seemed as though the city didn’t even exist, like some mad creator had said it was there, but hadn’t actually gone through the trouble to create it. I guess I was just in a fog. Anyway, this time, we spent a little time roaming the city, and I found a brothel! A brothel of male prostitutes. I decided, ‘Well, shit, why not?" I chose to buy a young man for the night. I don’t know if it was my inexperience, his experience or the combination of the two, but it was magical. We went several times throughout the night. I had no idea it could be like this! Today, it’s a tiny bit of torture to walk, but it was totally worth it. I can’t wait to talk to my bestie, Dusk, about last night. . . .
As an aside, that small folk guy, Myroc? He found a place to dip his wick, and we’ve had to spend a good bit of the morning finding cures for his social ailments.
Oh, and Tiffany got rolled. He decided to just rent a room in the brothel, without companionship, and he woke up with all of his money gone. When he complained the city guard showed up and started telling him that he needed to stop creating a disturbance, so apparently it’s a fairly regular racket that the watch is in on.