Eeri's logbook
Quarta, Thermis 28, 2nd AC 2617
I met Canillia.
Strange homina. And I'm writing this, I who am probably just as strange in my own way. Anyway, the rumor was right. A poisoner, one of those cold-hearted Matissas, ambitious and ready to do anything to achieve her ends. However, cautious, mysterious, and thoughtful.
After a few questions about why I was looking for such products, she described to me the effects of the poisons she could prepare for me, with calm and precision. My reason is not clear, yet. A bargaining chip, a means of leverage... Her poisons are terrifying. A paralysis after a few seconds, and if it is left to act without antidote, a death by asphyxia in the following minutes. Also disturbing is the possibility, in very small doses, of using it to put a wounded person to sleep in order to better heal him. I will have to trust her in her indication of the dosages, hoping that I will never have to use it. I didn't ask any questions about how she was able to test all this. The apprentice scientist I am knows that it's best not to question everything, and that the result of hard work and successful research rarely comes without cutting one hair on a yubo.
Should I be suspicious of what she asked me to write and sign, on a varinx leather, that she was making these poisons for me, so as not to be accused of any murder I might commit? Each poison formula is signed, she told me: she could be quickly identified. I understand her cautious attitude, but have little optimism for her future. So young, already so many rumors about her. If more than that her productions are easily identifiable, she won't go quite far. Well, after all, it's not my problem, and in a few weeks all this will be far behind me.
If she herself uses this poison while I am here, she could also have me charged. So I will have to write down, with precision, the quantity of poisons she will provide me, and she herself will have to apply her seal on a second varinx leather. As long as I am here, and in any case as long as possible after my departure, the vials will remain sealed.
After I explained the reasons for our trip, she gave up demanding any payment, only asking me the promise to return alive.
Strange homina, really. I can't believe I could write anything positive about such a homine, but after all, this journal is not the place to lie. I even think that, hadn't she been Matissa, and Alkiane above all, I would almost have wanted to know her better.
The next one to meet is Mazé'Yum. Ha, how silly of me, I had to send him an izam, instead of wearing out my quill about this orskossa.
That's enough writing here for today. I need to save room in there for when I'm gone, it'll no doubt have a lot more to tell. Or maybe not, who knows?