Journal of Lek Itonnanir, Part IVa - A Fight Worth Dying In
Well, I spent one day in Grand South, buying a lucerne hammer, trying to get the reactions of my aurochs, also reading more about old history and a bit of brawling in the arena. Not a worthy fight.
...Later this day I discovered the team left me behind in Grand South. I checked Constance for anything, he did told me the group left already one day ago, and told me where they were aimed at. Were they having an army and were we to fight in a real battlefield ? Why was I not told of this before !
I hurried out of Grand South, at night, at gallop, on the back of my aurochs. Had I missed a fight ? Turns out I didn't, and the real fight was waiting for me.
I managed to track their footprints quite easily, it's not like an army of 25 men were difficult to track. I joined them around midnight, under the moon. The moon wasn't red, although it should have be...
We rested until dawn, when I deduced the position of the goblin camp. We therefore marched to it, because they were cavalry, and direct offense was the most solid way to lure them in, where spearmen could have some effect against cavalry.
We reached it in the young morning. What a morning it was ! The goblins immediately attacked us as we fought, attempting to charge into the spearmen's rear. I, Elias the mysterious priest, artael and two guards were dispatched to counter a sight.
I asked for Gorum's help in this battle and then lost myself in battle fury. What a fury it was ! I exploded one goblin's head, killed another, and maimed two others. We got wounded, but not enough to stop us. artael visibly liked to be enlarged and used a magic item, which made him larger. I baptized my lucerne hammer and longhammer in goblin blood, and it was so exciting !
Then, after dispatching the flankers, we joined the main battle.
It was a magnificent sight. The rays of the rising sun, making spilt goblin and human blood shine. The fury, the chaos, the sheer randomness of it, yet ironically randomness only born of one constant : mutual hatred. YES ! This is what I live for !
Tired from my former battle fury, I cast all the spells I needed and then threw myself into the battle.
I... had nothing against these goblins, to be honest. Yes, they were my enemies, but probably not in spirit.
Now that I wrote these lines, I realize that I entered this battle more like a savage beast than a thinking dwarf. Yet... it was worth it. I will give anything to feel the rush of combat more.
Later on I abandoned myself to battle fury once. It has a kind of purity, a purity that shames all the other pleasures I have experienced in this life.
When we finally finished these goblins, I was pretty tired. But happier than ever. Never before had I let limits out like that, never before battle fury was so intense. Yes, I had always lived for war, but this was new.
I felt somewhat like a new person, so I decided to add a moniker to my name. I shall now be Lek Itonnanir Sanadnazush, Bristle Hallrhyme Morningblood.
I promptly made a shrine to Gorum, a pile of stones with a goblin blade impaled in it, to thank him for this battle and to mark war. Sure, it was only a small battle... but not for me. He seemed far more satisfied than before.
I healed soldiers, plus a few goblins which were immediately stabbed dead by the other soldiers. Woe to the vanquished, such is the law of war.
Then Elias started to interrogate a half-dead goblin, for all the . I don't know what she did to it, but it was probably scary. Not that I cared for the goblin, but the goblin's face said enough. Woe to the vanquished should not be taken to these extremes...
In fact... I felt a bit scared about her. Fear, something I hadn't felt in awhile. Was I did attempted to ask her, she seemed evasive. Expression-reading didn't helped either. I don't know about this girl.
She then manacled the goblin and we moved, not after getting a bit of weapons and armor to be sold, and a magic glove.
We went back to Grand South, where I made the magic glove a band of Burning Hands. I can't help but think it's pretty useless, to be honest.
I also enchanted my holy symbol with a bless spell, so I may inspire my allies to greater courage and glory. We shall see what the future holds for us, I personally hope it is filled with battle.
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