Entry 4
Vuckim that awful little slimeball Tektei-vas was at Gania-vay's mastery ceremony. For a moment I was afraid he was taking a mastery, too, and then I'd have to bow and scrape just to stand in his glorious presence. He seemed excited to see me, so I told him I'd rather he drop dead than talk to me.
Well, that put me off my nightmeal. Ami-var didn't even attend the ceremony, so I had no one to complain to aside from Tektei-vas himself and he flew off to sulk shortly afterwards.
I wonder did he need me for another interview on speech patterns from the Breaks. I would fight him if he came close enough to ask. "But Mast culture doesn't have free combat like the Spire-" shut your face shut up shut up shut up!!
Anyway. Developments on my new project: looking into long-term tidal records of the West in the region visited by Idda-var, I was able to track the coastline shrinking and swelling. There hasn't been a receding of the sea to the extent documented by Idda-var in almost five centuries. And I know this because I had to trawl through the archive reading fragments from barely literate swimmers who only knew knot-writing and I had to ask Tektei-vas for help in the translation.
"It appears we have a documented low tide in the region," he said after. "Now, and five centuries ago, according to this writer. Do you see this formation of knots here? This means I'm a vuckim idiot stupid face moron dumbass
So, my discovery: the low tide is either coming or going and knowing the difference may be significant. It was an abstract dream before but I'm almost convinced I could do it. I could travel there and see it myself. I CAN do it. You don't need working wings to go places (see, my parent? It IS possible!)
The amplitude and frequency of the tide are not consistent. It may be days, weeks, months until it washes back in, or years. But my time window is bigger if it's still receding. Additionally, a receding tide may uncover more of the curious scaffold Idda-var describes. No, I can't wait to speculate - I have to go now. If I do not lay claim to these artifacts, who knows what the ignorant locals may do to them? Or if Idda-var might get some ideas about claiming it wholly for themself…
I have to know. I have to see it with my own eyes. It means, of course, that I must request leave for a research trip. I haven't been this excited in years. Master Timna-vay will ask me what I hope to find and, truly, I almost want to lie. I don't want to tell him it could be the First Settlement. But I must, otherwise he wouldn't understand the severity of the situation, and might withhold the resources I'll need. I don't like it, but I'll tell him.
This may change everything!