The tapestries turned out to be pretty interesting. They told a story about love, betrayal, death, and what not. Speaking of which, by the way, Kyra told me that Aiith is dead, for some reason. So, that friendship is over. I don’t know why she would lie about something like that. First, of all, we’ve been traveling for A WHILE. And NOW, she decides to bring this up. We already talked about my brother. And I was told that he was okay and that he had saved a small cheese village. All of a sudden, OUT OF THE BLUE, she decides that he died in the process of saving said cheese farm? I said I was looking forward to seeing Aiith, my brother, my twin brother, whom I have cared for and loved ever since he escaped from the womb a mere 3 hours after myself. My younger brother with whom I ran, played, and adventured with all throughout the Unmentioned Forest in the Realm of Hawkthorne that was our home. We promised that we would see each other again. I guess we were wrong. No. No, we weren’t wrong. We will see each other again. Kyra was lying. She was lying. She has to be. Kyra is lying to me.
I’ll have to get back to this line of inquiry because the halfling, the dwarf, and the halfblood were fighting some magic woman thing and four statues or whatever. I don’t know. I tried to focus on the fight, but my mind was wandering. I tried to focus. I remembered what I told Aiith once when we were practicing with the Cactus Bunch. “Inhale on short distance shots. Exhale on long distance shots. Look at the target, not the arrow. Feel the shot, don’t watch it. Draw the bow, don’t pull it. And when you release the string, be as gentle as through you were caressing a butterfly’s tear.” It worked. I managed to hit the woman in the chest, knocking her back so that the dwarf could finish her off. But the statues were still up. They were next. I hit one of them with 2 consecutive arrows. It wasn’t doing much, but it was more than our human was doing by singing, not being of much help to anybody. Humans. So…ungraceful. So…rude, inconsiderate, disrespectful. They don’t seem to care much about the beauty in the world. Just death. Destruction. So much so that they are willing to lie to someone about the death of a loved one, just for a passing fancy. I killed the statue I hit earlier with 2 more consecutive arrows. I was starting to run low. But I had to finish this first. Drekk was having trouble with a statue, so I finished it off for him. I was locked in at this point. My shooting at a point it had not been at for the entire adventure so far. There were only two statues left. Aiith and I used to be two. Just the two of us. Working together. Side by side. I knew I should have gone with him. Or he with me. We should have stayed together. I’ve lost one brother already. The reason for us splitting up was to look for him after all. But that’s no excuse. We should have stayed together. We should be alive together or perished together. Now I’m alone. I have nobody. It has become clear to me that the halfling will never return my advances. Not that I ever really expected her to. Maybe it was my attempt to fill a void I somehow already knew was there. I’m alone now. I lost one brother. The Cactus Bunch broke up. Now my brother is gone. I’m alone. And I always will be from here on out. There were two more statues. I killed the next one. Now there is one left. He is just like me. Alone. But not for long. Soon, he’ll go to join his brothers. Just like I’ll eventually join mine. But he’s going first. I’ll make sure of it. I wonder if Kyra has any siblings. Anybody she loves. Somebody she would do anything for. Somebody she would die for. And I wonder what she would do if they were to be lost to her. Forever. I wonder. While I was lost in thought, I killed the last statue. It was child’s play at this point. There were no more enemies in the room. Well…correction. There were no more statues in the room trying to kill us. I’m not so sure about the lack of enemies.
After the dust settled, we showed the group the tapestries and I noticed a whole in the wall. It wasn’t big enough for all of us, but most of us (myself, Snowball, and the halfling) were able to get in. We found a 10 foot lady inside with a stave. She told us of the vizer who would visit the tomb. She is here to protect it and he would visit through the stave. We went back out and the halfling noticed a symbol on the chair. We pushed it and a door appeared behind the tapestry where the hole was. We went through it.
There was another room with a thing in it. Gold. And a jar of something that the halfling and I drank. It made me feel powerful. Everybody else left the room, but I decided to stay behind to figure this out. And I did. I went back and told the party. The halfling gave me the ring since I figured out that being married to the princess would allow us to get the stave. We went back into the room. I got the stave. I came back out. Then I figured out how exactly the stave works. At least part of it anyway. I’ll figure the rest out later. I have a lot to figure out. But it seems I’m making excellent progress.
We made it back to the intersection chamber and decided to go north. We found three orcs in a room. We took them down. I got to try out the stave. It didn’t disappoint. One orc ran away. The same one as before. Coward. We tried to blast our way through the rock cave in, but it didn’t work. So, we went back to the cavern that had all of the orcs and goblins from before. Once again, there were several orcs and goblins there. Drekk tried to pass himself off as an orc. It basically worked until they asked him to come out. That almost worked too, but the only goblin who didn’t have a severe need of spectacles apparently noticed that the “orc” was just a halfling stacked on a dwarf. Idiots. So, we had to fight them. We killed them. I had some problems with the stave. I managed to break it up into a wand and a shield and keep using it. Which was perfect since we found another room with goblins and an orc. The halfling killed one with a sneak attack with the bow and arrow. It was quite impressive. Then the rest of us burst in and we were fighting once more. The effectiveness of the stave seemed to be wearing off. Or something was wrong with it. Either way, it didn’t seem to be working all that well. Drekk started taking a pretty serious beating by that point, so I decided to stop messing around with magic and return to what I knew. Archery. The good strong wood of a bow, the feel of string between my fingers, and the woosh of the arrow as it flies towards my target. It worked. I fired at the ogre and he fell. Then one of the beasts hit Drekk and the halfling with a fire ball of something. They were both out for the count. I moved in to try to take him out, but the incline of the room threw me off. It didn’t matter. I found my footing again and hit him with my next two arrows. The beast then released a cone of fire which hit everybody in the party except for me because I was wise enough to keep my distance. Looked like I would have to carry the party once more. The stress got to me and I missed my next to shots. Kyra was trying to revive the party. Tinka managed to finish off the orc thing. We had won, but it was very close. I noticed that Tinka hadn’t done much for a little bit, but when it counted, she managed to come through for us. So, we looked around and we eventually saw a little hole above the wall and eyes watching us. We didn’t really have any way to get up there and we were pretty tired, so we decided to sleep in the sarcophagus room. There was a lot to think about. And a lot that I still had to do.