Survival: Day 1 (Part 1 Of Entry 75)
(OOC: Date [24-10-2016] Day[Monday])
(Entry 75 should be written on Wednesday assuming nothing changes. Breaking down and posting each day so I don’t have a headache of a job on wednesday.)
Dear diary…
The first day:
The day started off as normal. Rakeshi was out training and Graularr came over. I can only imagine they spoke because I had to leave shortly. When I returned, I and the other members of the warband aside from Ara’ni and Sarues were ordered into basic clothes and had to leave our things behind. The clothes were not great, nor was the dagger also supplied. Given the way I looked I didn’t use my orders tabard. Wearing it in the clothes I had would have set a poor image. I found my old Warband tabard and used that instead.
We waited around in the room after being informed of survival training. The next part is where it gets a little blurry. I remember Sarues and Ara’ni placing masks over their heads and the room filling with gas. Everyone fell down asleep around me and I figured this was some addition to the training. When I awoke, I was blindfolded and tied. We were on what sounded to be an airship under attack. It went down into the sea where I had to free myself from my bindings. Graularr had carried me to shore as I was still binded at the time he picked me up.
Our objective as we were told before we were gassed was to find a cave near the troll city Zul’grub. We had landed in the Stranglethorn jungle. We spent most of the day traveling, looking for things that could be of use. Eventually we found a place to set up camp near a source of water on elevated ground. Huts were set up and food was acquired.
During our meal there was a disturbance. Something was watching us and moved in and out of the camp, taking different actions as they went. It eventually revealed itself to be a female troll calling themselves the –Shadow-. By the time they showed themselves they had inflicted injury on Trez’iman and did.. something to Miss Sunshard. I could not see what. The troll then started telling stories of how it was a panther and started making comments of certain people. They seemed to think I was a faith wielder. I kept my guard up watching the troll in case they made a hostile action. However instead they just talked.
Eventually the stranger told us to kill a raptor and gather berries for a ritual. The simple answer was no. I thought this would have been obvious.
We are stranded in a forest with dwindling supplies and energy.
We have a mission to complete.
I have no reason to trust this troll. They stalked our camp and took terrorizing actions against our members.
However when I turned around, everybody had left doing what the troll asked. I considered following but given the difficulty of what they went to do, I watched the camp and rested instead. I fail to understand why the warband took orders from this troll. We gained nothing and only lost energy and risked being wounded.
They returned successful as I expected. Thankfully nobody was hurt. The troll thought to lecture me on my actions. I made it clear they do not have power over me and I do not answer to their loa. They did their ritual and then tried asking me and Miss Sunshard to hand over our daggers. Regrettably Aelathdrin did so without question. I demanded a reason. If that reason satisfied me then I would do as they asked. They failed to give a reason so my weapon stayed with me.
Aelathdrin left to clean off and I was asked to watch over her by Graularr. I gave her the space she needed but was grabbed by a large reptile from the river. I freed myself and drove it away but had been bitten. I tended to my wounds in one of the huts. I was later accused of disrespecting tradition by not assisting in this ritual. I stated that resting and being ready were my priority, not traditions.
Miss Sunshard took a walk having being frustrated with Graularr. They both got into an irritating argument over something. I was tired and not really listening but it had something to do with her walking around during the trolls ritual. They both traded insults enough to where I lost my patience and respectfully asked them to go somewhere else. Graularr then proceeded to kick the hut I was sitting in down. I rebuilt that and went to speak to Miss Sunshard. I gave her advice saying that arguing with them sometimes gets pointless. I said sometimes it’s just best to just let it go. There is no point dropping to the level of petty arguments that serve no purpose.
That then concluded that day as I went to rest.
