Reimian Empire

Although the journey to Calvada, in Julian's Campaigns, had been somewhat awkward, Alaria would have preferred that awkwardness to what she was currently experiencing. At first, she thought she might blame her former employer, assuming she had caught something from him. However, the Tanarrian clearly remembered that the Reimi had felt perfectly fine throughout the journey. A smiling grotesque. So, there was only one explanation for her current state – it was divine punishment for her recent transgression. And although the girl would have liked to go to church to atone for her sins, there were no Enclavian temples in Calvada. At least, according to Julian. So, finding an empty bench, Alaria prayed there, glancing from time to time at her well-worn prayer book. Unfortunately, the Tanarrian's prayers had no effect. Perhaps the Lord considered them insincere. Perhaps He believed that Alaria had not yet earned forgiveness. Or maybe, just maybe, it was all a consequence of the train ride. The girl liked this idea the most, even if she didn't want to admit it. However, if a city like Calvada, completely devoid of temples, continued to exist, then why would the Lord punish her specifically? Comforting herself with such thoughts, Alaria headed to the city administration. Feeling unwell was one thing, but money wouldn't earn itself, and she had very little at the moment.