I Hate These Motherfuckers And I Hate Everybody Whose Actions Contributed In Any Way Whatsoever To How

Posting this here because it’s one of my faves and because there’s nothing you can do to stop me!

Sewer Journals

What this fic has:

Jaheira being nosy as hell

Smut (because it’s me and apparently I can’t just write a regular fic - it’s not reeeally dirty like usual tho!!)

Ultra-soft Nine-Fingers Keene (deal with it)

What this fic does not have:

Uhm. Idk. Jaheira showing restraint like she ought to since she’s the High Harper and old as hell

Summary:

“Jaheira let out an amused breath. Sewer journals. It would appear the Underduke kept detailed diaries. Coded details of all past, present, and possibly future Guild business? A clear advantage; knowledge she absolutely must learn. She picked an older red one and opened it to a random page. She had long ago learned the code in which Nine-Fingers wrote her Guild communications, but the code in these pages seemed slightly different. Certain symbols and letters replaced ones that Jaheira knew well. But she was a quick study, always had been.”

Where do the items in the British Museum come from?

The British Museum houses a vast collection of artifacts from countries like Iraq, Italy, and Egypt, many of which were acquired during the height of the British Empire. Through colonization, wars, and expeditions, the British often took historical treasures from around the world, leading to ongoing debates about cultural heritage and calls for the return of these items to their countries of origin. Source: Aljazeera

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