(OC: Date [02-08-2016] Day[Tuesday])
Some light training today as I was expecting to leave for a mission. We did, had little direction but thanks to the Magisters efforts, we had an idea on where to go. We came across this Tauren on arrival. As we followed them to our objective, the higher ups trusted them less and less. Well, that’s what I gathered from listening to them. Though it seems I still need more practice.
From what I heard, it seems we were looking for a mana bomb. If we find it, then I hope nobody starts messing around with it. I think if anyone did, the shade would cut their hands off. A mana bomb isn’t a toy.
We got to where we needed to go and split into two groups. One stayed at the camp whilst the other went to scout. I was part of the group at the camp. I didn’t have the right equipment to join a scouting group. That and the three who went seem to do it more than I. I can scout, but I wouldn’t take the place of somebody who does it for a living like one of our pathfinders.
The Magister, for some reason, took this as I was pregnant and putting on weight. I assured him that I was neither. I think. Well in my line of work it would be difficult to put on weight in the way he thought I did. Also its been…two months? Since… well. I have never been pregnant but I know that I would notice something after two months.
The Magister had a lot of questions about some of my past. Most involving Esyl’mar. I assured him that everything I did in my past will stay there. And anything that comes from my past, I will be starting again with and reacting how I should have done back then. I wasn’t sure if he was trying to insult me with some of his questions, but he didn’t seem angry or showing any signs that he was in a mood to insult me. Maybe it was a test?
The prisoner arrived at the camp just before the group at the camp left to find the others. It wasn’t eventful until the end where we had to make a quick getaway to avoid capture or conflict. We all made it back to the camp and were about to start questioning the prisoner. However, the Magister took me away for something. We arrived on a small hill where he asked me to remove the heavier parts of my armour. So I did. I had no reason to question why yet. He asked me to sit. He then covered my eyes and simply told me to listen and enjoy. At first I didn’t know what he meant. So I listened for a particular sound or something with meaning. After a while of searching, all I could hear was the quiet details of the wilderness around us. Only then did I realize that those sounds are what he meant. The sounds of peace are something I do not get to hear much anymore. It is something I fear I will not be able to hear in a long time with the threat of the legion.
I sat there and relaxed for the moments I could. During the time the Magister did something on my neck that tingled slightly. I asked him what it was and he revealed that he had given me a blue rune on my neck. He tells me it should enhance my ability to detect the use of magic around me. It will also allow him to scry and divinate me if he needs to. He thanked me for trusting him. Maybe he has realized that I won’t hate him, but trust him for what he has done. He is one of many who helped me in my darker days and that is something I respect him for, not hate. I left to go back to the others. He stayed. He must have needed time to think. We all need time to think at some point, and I can’t blame him for choosing that spot to do it. When I got back we were leaving. There was a vote made to stay or go. After heaving that the people we are looking for plan to use the weapon on undercity, I voted to stay. If the legion is coming, we can’t afford attacks on our ally’s cities before that.
After this I spoke with Gurgosh, Rak’raz and Sarues about the tournament me and Gurgosh have planned. Then I spoke with Sarues after that about his lessons in runes. Shortly after we both took our leave to rest. Well try. I sit here now wide awake. Maybe I will take next watch and try to rest after that.
