Dearest Haruspex,

I find myself greatly delighted by your interest in my journey across the great Eastern Continent. My disposition is at odds with a sedentary life, and so I find myself compelled to walk the Earth. Therefore, I take treasure in one such as yourself who would take time to write to inquire about my travels.

I generally take what some call The Great Circuit, which brings me around the lands once every year or so. However, I have no set schedule, and travel about freely as I please. I do not feel constrained by the main routes on a map, or the supposed next destination, and go where I will, as the whim takes me.

I take great pleasure in traversing the land, and collecting its knowledge and wisdom, its tales and greatest horrors. With no thought of an audience, I have sought them out and compiled them in a great many volumes.

I would say the things I most treasure are the social treatises of the land of Burke, tales from the Hidden Gardens of Hortus, and my observations on the culture of Letters.

Some may consider the treatises of Burke somewhat old fashioned, but I consider that part of their enduring charm. The Hidden Gardens are, as they say, shrouded in fog and filled with danger -- not the dangers to the body, but instead the mind: if one rests here too long, they may never again desire to leave. And, of course, that familiar yet exotic Republic of Letters -- the intellectual heights and bohemian culture of the landscape cannot be overstated.

However, if your interests are more within the mainstream, I might interest you in the horrors of the Homunculian Wastes, the great genius of Tricord, or even the bizarre imaginations of Orbus.

I know the Wastes are a topic of heated conversation in recent years as the spectre of artificial life has crept into daily life. Tricord, as ever, contains an unfathomable musical repertoire, with compositions growing in number just as quickly as they are diverging in style. And, of course, the stories told out of Orbus are of a kind that, while not yet well known to the world at large, have developed a foothold in every major city, where they wait with bated breath for the printing of their next installment.

Give me an indication of your interest, and I will hasten to send the appropriate volumes to you.

Graciously, the Itinerant Curator