An Interesting Series of Events

February 19, 2006

The last day or so has probably been the most interesting since I left my old life behind. I’ve reached a stage in my Soulknife training where I can no longer confine myself to the city. So I went by the Adventurer’s Guild in Perdon to try and find a way of exercising my skills. I found a request for some help fighting off goblins in some small town. It seemed like a reasonable first task for me, and there were some others there who were interested in going, so I knew I wouldn’t be alone.

The 4 of us left Perdon together that day — a Paladin, a Druid, a Barbarian, and myself. We arrived at the town too late to hunt goblins, so we stayed the night. But there was a raid in the middle of the night anyway, so we didn’t have to wait long. We killed many goblins, wargs, and bugbears tonight. The Barbarian even got himself a hobgoblin. For my first real confrontation using my newfound powers, I would like to think I did OK. But I’ve got a long way to go before I’m any good with a mind blade. It was lucky Bane was around, or else the hobgoblin might have killed us all.

And something odd happened tonight, after all the fighting ended. There was a small man who had been fighting near us for much of the raid, and afterwards he approached us, and I think he intends to come with us tomorrow when we go after the goblins. I’m not quite sure what is going on with him because he mostly talked with the Paladin — who seems to have taken on the role of a leader of sorts for us. At any rate, he was given a share of the loot from the goblins we killed. And that is probably fair, since he was fighting them as well. To look at him you wouldn’t think he’d be much use for anything. But I suppose we shall soon find out what he is worth — if he really is coming with us.

Anyway, I’m eager to find more combat to test my skills. I think I learned a lot tonight from this battle, and I hope I’ll do better in the next one. I see now why this is part of a Soulknife’s training: you can’t replicate the experience of real combat in any training facility. It truly requires a great deal of mental and physical fortitude to keep alive when an angry bugbear is trying to eat your face.

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