Monday, January 14, 2013
Weather: with a frosty morning and chilly throughout the day; with a moderate breeze at dawn, light airs throughout the day.
Little has changed as another 16 days pass. Snow falls all but five days, and the occasional day where there is a cold drizzle is far, far worse than the snow. The temperature is chilly at best almost every day, and never better than brisk ... and every single night is frosty.
No ransom has arrived, but a large store of provisions has come today, the 4th. The snow has deepened to about 10 inches throughout, and a great deal more above you ... and you might be thinking that the defile was not the only path up to the waterfall (though you don't know where another might be. About 8 tons of goods, mostly flour, dried meat, potatoes and other staples are hoisted up from the bottom of the waterfall, along with clothing, chickens, goats and some timber for emergency shoring should it be needed.
Lazaro has been in a foul mood since the day before yesterday. He has heard from his troop at the seige and more than half of them have been killed. Lazaro was violently incensed by this, screaming at the messanger, destroying the interior of his house and throwing his woman Flora out - she is waiting in another hut while he broods alone. He is unapproachable, and the other men warn the party to stay away - at a time like this, he could raise your ransom or any other hasty act, which he would surely regret afterwards ... but his pride would force him to keep his word.
No new information is available, except that the weather is making the wait increasingly harder and less pleasant. The stream has frozen, with perhaps an inch of ice which wouldn't be yet very reliable to walk on. This is a taking stock moment, for the party to consider if there's anything they might do.
You've been in captivity 34 days.