Journal Entry One
Journal Entry One
I didn’t fully understand how drastically my life would change the second I walked through that portal. The differences between the world I had left and this one were both subtle and huge, back at home the energies within me were cut off from their source; locked within my body. This would manifest itself as pain in the scars left after Willow’s attack, here though I was connected to the planet below me. She could feel me, and I her. Her song resonated through the burn marks on my chest.
I stood there on top of that ridge, the sun was just peaking out amongst the grove of trees I saw through the portal. I saw it all without seeing anything, my senses were tuned below me and not around me. It was like the sweetest drug, and I couldn’t get enough. I could feel the burn on my chest pulsating, it was reshaping itself and changing. The feeling set my senses on fire, I could feel myself open in ways I had never imagined before. I reveled in the freedom this place offered me.
In retrospect it was a bad thing, my first indication of the danger surrounding me was a club to the back of my head. At the time I didn’t have a name for the pig-like beasts that were set upon killing me. All I knew was I was in danger and I wasn’t able to defend myself. Something deep within me snapped, the deep well of elemental energies within me seemed to come alive with purpose. Where before it was passive, responding to the energies below me now it was red, angry… ready to strike out.
I began to scream without knowing why, forcing the energy inside into a form instinctively calling something I still know little about. My screams were loud and primal, piercing into and through those attacking me. Forcing them to stop almost ready to flee, then a gargantuan stone hand rose out of the earth itself. It’s coming was a force unto itself, the monsters were thrown back and off their feet. Seconds later the earthen hand grabbed two of them and closed, then smashed down on a group of cowering, whimpering ugliness.
The last thing I saw before falling into unconsciousness was the rest of them being hit with arrows. The hooting of an owl heralded each shot, they came almost impossibly fast. It was a true show of master archery, then nothing more for me for a long time. I had used up most of my energy summoning the earth elemental, even if it wasn’t complete it was more then I should have been able to do
I think my ‘introduction’ to Montolio went quite well, all things considered. Even though we were essentially complete opposites we got along quite well, the blind ranger saw more without his eyes then most people did with them. He made the perfect teacher for me, and I the perfect student to him. It didn’t take long for me to grow accustomed to this way of life, no pollution and few distractions made life easier.
Orc hunting replaced patrolling for vampires, oh how they learned to fear and hate the two of us. It was only the two of us against the hoards of them, they began calling on their allies to aid in crushing us. With my aid though we had turned that forest glade into a death trap for anyone stupid enough to attack. Finally things evened themselves out, they stayed far away from us and we mostly kept to ourselves.
That all changed the day the third member of are group arrived, almost two years to a day after I got here. That’s when everything took a drastic turn and events for Montolio and I grew more serious. I will never regret the actions we took though…