Dear Diary-

Back in Amber. Skin finally a normal color after Cibola. Starchart now correctly labeled CIBOLA instead of SUKHO.

Still need to go to Sukho to get inks.

While in port, a military seascaptain approached me about wanting to convert the Lovelace C231 Reflex Conditioner with Reciprocating Mallet Targets into an amusement attraction, replacing the stumps that pop up for people to hit with lifelike heads, hair painted blue or green. He wanted to market it as a "Whack a Rebman" game.

I told him no thank you, I like my ship without all those holes in the hull.

Meanwhile, the bucket fountain sprung an odd leak that's causing it to move backwards and forwards in rotation, at apparent random intervals. You'd think there would be a pattern, but I've yet to indentify one. This needs further study.

Alright, he wasn't really blind, but he did have a squint. And he sold me a starchart to Cibola which was marked as Sukho. I wanted to go to Sukho to get some quality inks.

What I got was a Cibola dream vacation. COME SEE MIGHTY CIBOLA, full of snakes that make you blue, death frogs, corspes having tea, and something Jeremiah, may he rest in peace, called a St. Benard Llama.

I did learn a valueable lesson, though. Do Not Stand Near A Prince of Amber When He Needs A Ritual Sacrifice.

He did manage to get the door open, though. Apparently, the secret to getting a good ziggarat is location, location, location!