Salon des Amis

I have finally managed to finish the furnishing of my Salon. I could invite some friends for discussion and refreshments - time to open a few bottles of delicate vintage that I have been sparing over the years.

This City seems to be under distress and turmoil. I'm not certain whether I should try to calm it down or to stir it more. Perhaps something of the both. There are people I have known for a long time, and people I have just met. This is balancing between the old and the new. I have the virtue of being new and mostly unknown, but in this situation where everything seems to hang on balance over the edge of a knife, things can get rapidly very dangerous.

I heard that there is a hunt going on - the Eastern creatures did apparently irk the Caesar Caesarium enough to declare open season. I wonder how we are going to answer, since none of the Genus Rosarum are exactly hunters. There are other methods, however. One does not live through several wars without learning to survive and flourish under duress.

I think I will invite mes amis to visit my Salon. i'A, it will be one of these nights now.