Jacques sure lives in a funky place. So, after killing those rats, we made camp right where we were. When I woke up the next morning, I was in some cave with lots of gorgeous trees and flowers and a small pool. Everyone was there except Islan, but that guy with the big sword, um Aeric?, was there. Anyway, I'm just starting to open my eyes and the first thing I see is a almost completely buck naked Anwar trying to get out of this pool screaming "Demons!" Balls. I mean, you hear that, you can't roll over and mutter "Just five more minutes." Ok, so I've never really been able to do that. In my troupe, if you kept sleeping, you'll either get left behind or a quick kick in the ass. With these guys now, well this sleeping in was a real luxury. They're usually really early risers. Excuse me while I give a mental shudder.
Oh yeah. "Demons!" Big red cloud things with lots of teeth and claws. They were bad news. One of them surrounded me and I thought it killed Frostfang! One minute he was there and the next he was gone. The magic from my rapier was gone as well. And that thing tore me up! I mean, the damage wasn't really severe or anything, it was just all over my body. Talariel grabbed me and yanked me out but, it wasn't really her, but it was. Damn, let's make this coherent. As she came into the cloud, her hair was suddenly red with big green eyes. Yeah. Big change from the blonde she portrayed herself as. But I recgonized the mask she had. Maybe not that particular mask, but I remember Altair had had one. I wonder what this one is hiding.
Going on, after we destroyed those cloud things, which FrostFang was NOT happy about being thrust into again, Jacques flipped and tore off down some corridor. Then he ran down another. Anwar and I hung back some. There wasn't much room in the tunnels. Then we come into another room, I think. Everyone just kinda stopped and Jacques fell in a pit. I guess we were fighting some big plants. I didn't get a good look really. I kinda fell over the side and one of the plants spewed a cloud of green mist. Now THAT hurt. Burning itchy pain. And you can't scratch because that'll just make it hurt more. Now I know how Dolartu felt after his night with Freya. Ha ha. Just kidding. Anwar took care of that fog while, I guess, Jacques and Dolartu, and Aeric took care of the plants.
Finally, we get to the top and there's this chick trapped inside a tree. I mean, you could see her but they were growing into each other or something. I can't explain it that well. My tongue isn't glib enough. Jacques was going to break her out saying that this is his goddess Lehantwene. Then this old guy shows up and accuses Jacques of trying to wake her and how we're in this nightmare of the goddess and it's Jacques and the crystal's fault and he needs to stop. Well, what else was he sent to do? That was his purpose. I almost tried to wake her up myself, but I though better of it. Not my business. Then the old man flapped his gums at us a little more. The next thing I remember is Islan over me saying wake up. Now this is a little embarassing, but since I know this journal is just for me and no one would ever read it, I feel safe admiting it, but Islan's face was not the worst thing I've ever had to wake up to. Hey, it beats a scream of "Demons!" |
