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Glory
"We shall come down off this Hill as glorious champions". When I heard our leader, Begol, utter these words in his sleep during camp, it gave me the courage I needed to see this journey to its end. Courage I needed when the flames were upon us. Flames from a Dragon whose head now hangs at the tavern in Guido's Fort. I look upon him and raise a toast to our fallen companions,"Your sacrifice allowed the rest of us to survive".
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Triumph! but at a high cost.
Chasing kobolds through damp and dismal tunnels did not prepare us for what was waiting at the end. Though 2 large reptiles delivered to us severe damage, even slaying them was not enough gained-skill for that which followed. Splitting the party is nothing I prefer to do, and in this case, meant the demise of several of our comrades. (Sigh) I doubt it could have ended better--as the great winged beast breathed upon our warriors with a fiery blast that sent half of them to Valhalla. But bravo to Eric, and his newly found sword that was eager to slice through dragon hide. Between him, and Begol's golden shafted arrows, and the wardog's amputation of the great lizard's tail, our severely damaged party prevailed. We are finished, unless we go back to "clean up" a few unexplored areas. I will be glad to be gone from this "HILL" and return to Guido's Fort, where I can have a hot soapy bath. Who knows, I might even borrow Eric's new blade to shave my legs. (giggle)
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I Pray it ends soon
My faith is tested whenever we round a bend in the tunnel and must fight for our lives. We have become better warriors over time, but I fear our luck cannot hold out forever. Somewhere, in the dark and damp caverns beyond I feel our luck ending, and one or all of us falling into the eternal sleep where the great mystery is answered. Though I am afraid, I do not fear the dark, for I know that My Lady awaits on the other side to comfort me, and heal my soul. But, I fear for the boys since they do not fear for themselves. If we survive this experience,I hope to travel with them again, the next time they decide to run off on foolish quests!
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Boys and their swords! (sheesh)
They task me, the "boys"...dragging me deeper into the bowels of the earth, hunting, killing, lusting for treasure that they will likely waste on a single night with a harlot! But they need me. I temper their primitive natures, curing them when I can, and trying to help them see the wickedness of their thirst for blood! But killing small and helpless creatures? I said "NO!" it would not be. And I stayed the hand of the beasts inside them. All things might have a greater purpose and better result beyond slaying; such was the case with the infant shrews. They have already come in handy, and may yet, again. Though our fingers bleed from the tiny bites they inflict. Hopefully, it is a lesson the boys will not have to repeat.
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these bloody dungeons
..winding passages leading to certain death. A bear with a beek. His claws dig deep...darkness. The priestess prolongs my fate. The bear's head travels with us. Deeper we go...a water way. Kobolds....
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Last updated by Leaf (Leaf)
on November 11, 2013 20:51
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