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My time here so far has been well spent. Finding my way through rural lands to the rebels and renegades, finding guidance, the journey had been fairly simple... It is until it's not... Resist the temptations of distraction whilst you are gaining your experience. Easy right?! Elixir. Elixir. Elixir. How can I resist the opportunity to draw my bow?! This spring bow is unfamiliar and so light! It is a skill to be delicate with it. Only with the gods design, resistance was really the win; A loss A loss A loss The host, clearly in cahoots with the with the gods and purposefully distracting to make me continue to train my skills! A grumble. A whine. "If you like I can make sure there are no more until you are Il-san..." Subdued to silence. I imagine the public outrage, a huge price to pay. Fine. A few more days of training...I reach the time where I can speak to the Weavers; the experience becomes mine to mould and shape. I walk the the towns one day when a familiar voice comes and heightens my senses. The red-headed warrior. "ALRIGHT HOT SHOT, POP QUIZ." One Question. I stumble and stutter and stutter. I don't know. But now I need to. Fine. I accept your quest of knowledge. "Where might I find the information?" I say "Use reasoning and figure it out." FINE. A whisper through kindred ears... "Sorry kid, I don't know...." "Beats me, sorry!" I am pulling my hair out in frustration, and the friendly whispers come around again. "Well?" "NO-ONE KNOWS." "So, no-one knows who he's named after?" A clue to the answer. The name derives from someone else. A quick glance at my texts again...looking over the history of the path. The Second Elder! "About time!" I sigh with relief, content in my success. One victory at least. I see the Ranger with hair like fire, scouting his way through the lands. Looking for illusive tracks. A merchant of shadows. "I've been tracking him for hours!" I can imagine a tedious task. I give him my blessing that he will find him soon, and that should he find him soon after that he hosts a tournament! A few minutes pass and he finds him! Success! "Yeah so, when you walk beside me, I'll host your tournament!" He is grinning. How else to make me do my trials than to tease me with the moments that I crave the most? The community can perpetuate you to greatness. Friendship that pulls you into accountability. You want it? Come get it. Absolutely infuriating. Absolutely necessary. >>Ri | |