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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Oghma" data-source="post: 6812" data-attributes="member: 71">Dear Diary, Today when I did my spell exercises I noticed sort of new opening in my abjuration sequence.  I played around with it a bit and found that I can now make the air around myself (and a target) stiff like armor.  I tried it out on myself, then I went over to Gimil and tried it out on him.  I had to convince him a bit, saying I knew powerful dwarven runes that I could use to protect him.  I used my fairy magic to write, “Goblins beware!” on his chest in gnome, and on his arms I wrote, “This is my right” on his left arm, and “This is my left” on his right arm. He can’t read, but the runes are dwarvish after all.  Then I cast my new spell and he was very pleased.  The spell lasts a few hours, and it’s pretty handy.Ord couldn’t read them, since he doesn’t understand gnomish, but I think he suspected something.  Still, it was funny to watch Gimil raising his right and left arms during his exercises.  I almost hurt myself trying not to laugh.  Hee hee.We decided to spend the day resting and cleaning.  I used the remainder of my fairy magic to clean up everything I could dust-wise, and Gimil and Ord buried everything we killed.  We found a little vegetable garden and Ratlin made a nice stew, and we all generally used the time well.  Ord and Gimil cleaned up a lot of the ironwork and stonework, and the place got a good airing out.We took our watches on the tower, and that worked out well, too.  You can see most of the valley from this little hill.Dear Diary,Today we spent more time cleaning up and making lists of things we might need to call this place home.  No one knows where it is, and though we are probably going to leave it now, it’s a nice place to keep in mind.  We have all sorts of goblin and orc equipment to sell, and some nice things we found around here.  If I get enough money from this I think I’m going to call my familiar.  I like the idea of a little friend to call my own.  It’s about two day’s travel to the nearest big town where we can sell things and I can buy what I need for my familiar.  We’ll set out tomorrow, the dwarves are cooking up some sort of defenses to stop people from entering, and I think Rat’s going to lock the place up from the inside.Dear Diary,We set off today in our wagon, our two handsome mules pulling while Ord steered and I sat in the back.  Rat and Gimil took turns scouting ahead, and it was a pretty uneventful day.  I spent most of my time tallying up all the stuff we had so I could talk to a merchant when we get to Farvale.I got a chance to talk a lot with Ord, and after the usual amount of Clangeddin drivel, I got a chance to find out more what he is like.  He’s really kind of nuts about war and battle.  He’s made notes about goblin and orc tactics, and how to fight undead!  He showed them to me, and from what I can remember, he was able to pick up a lot in just a few battles.  I man, down to how goblins buckle their armor, for goodness sake!I can kind of understand his intensity better.  I mean, before, all I heard was gas and prayer from Ord, so I’d kind of been calling him the “Stinky Priest” in my head.  I guess what it comes down to is this: he loves battle, and for someone like him, worshipping the god of war is the only choice.  Clangeddin is to him the most direct way to be a great warrior.  The detail of his notes, like how goblins buckle their armor, merely serves to make him a better warrior.He still has a lot of gas, though.  I could also do without the comments about my chest. Dear Diary,We got another chance to save some humans today, and this time we made the most of it.We had made camp for lunch off the trail, and Gimil was looking off into the woods when he suddenly straightened up and readied his bow.  We all hopped up, getting ready for anything.  Just in case, I started putting the new armor spell on Gimil.  A few seconds later we saw three humans running like crazy from our left to right.  They were about 100 feet from us, sprinting and occasionally stumbling.  To our left, behind the humans we saw a band of goblins chasing them.  Despite his dislike for human/s Gimil hates goblins, and so he fired off a quick shot and ran towards the goblins.  Ord blessed us with the might of Clangeddin, while I looked to the tail end of the goblin group and saw a nice group of four standing together.  Poof! They were asleep.  Rat ran with the others while I trotted in the direction of the battle.  I wasn’t going to let myself get mobbed by goblins.Ord, Rat, and Gimil took shots at the goblins as the closed, while I shouted “Over here!” to the humans.  I fired off another sleep and got two more.  I would have had three but one resisted.The humans ran towards our wagon for safety as Gimil and Ord unlimbered their melee weapons and waded in.  Since I didn’t want to be a part of that, Rat and I went to take care of all the sleeping ones before they became a problem.  I’d hate to have them wake up on us.  Goblins are nasty.  I took my staff and whacked em across the throat.  WHACK! Nasty goblins!The humans were really grateful, of course.  They were all priests of Heironeous, travelling back to their temple on the outskirts of Farvale.  We offered them passage with us, and they accepted.  They’d seen how good we were at killing goblins!We got more goblin armor and equipment, too, and the goblins had some 60 gold pieces and about 35 silver.  Our wagon must look like a goblin morgue.  I think I’ll use some bags to cover some of it up.  Maybe use something to clean up the armor.Oops!  Ok, note to self: Ale is not to be used for cleaning in the presence of dwarves.  My ears are still burning!  Ord and Gimil have made it clear to me that ale is for drinking, water is for washing, and I’ve learned some new dwarven swear words.  I’m not sure what “Mulg” means, though.  I’ll have to listen more carefully next time.  Maybe I’ll ask Rat – he may know.We’re camping tonight off the road.  Sometime mid-day tomorrow we should be in Farvale.I must be changing a lot.  Before, the goblin fight we had today would have had me shaking and apprehensive, but it’s starting to feel like “all in a day’s work”.  Not that I’ll be spell-battling a dragon or anything, but I’m less scared and more focused on what’s right to do.  Gimil told me it was smart to take out the trailing goblins in the chase because that way none of them would be seen falling asleep.  That’s what I thought, too, but it was nice to be told I did a good job.G’night, Diary</blockquote>

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