According to Yuber and some woman he herds about, this is the afterlife. Unsurprising. Being returned to this age is. It is better than being a bed-ridden elder dying of old age. I would prefer my library or at least the Island Nations.

Yuber relates to me that Shu is present somewhere within the city and that Mathiu was here as well at one point. I remain hopeful that Caesar will not arrive.

Supposedly, I will discover what a 'strip club' is from Yuber tonight. Strange he would engage in what is a domestic enterprise on the surface such as running a tavern.

((There's a pause in the recording that is most likely Albert turning the thing over in his hands and investigating it. Coming from where he does, this is something that takes a bit even with the instructions.)

This is not where I was last.

((While he should sound annoyed, there's a distinct lack of emotion. It's as if he were saying it was raining versus awakening in a place utterly foreign to what he was used to. The noise of his footsteps across the muddy and wet ground comes to a stop, a few seconds pause.))

This is not how I looked last either.

((There's a brief silence, the strategist working it out to make sense with what limited facts he has.))

Yuber, if this is your doing, I will not be pleased.