Well that was…something. The gentlemen I just met and I made our way to the cove Thoric informed us of. It began innocuous enough, but as we explored deeper, we faced several dark elves. They put up a good fight—if it wasn’t for the undeniable combat experience of my compatriots, I would likely be dead a hundred times over.
We proceeded deeper and deeper into the bowels of the cave, as the surroundings got more and more mysterious. Demonic rituals were performed at many points of the cave. We managed to find some great loot, however—I valiantly had leapt across a treacherous cavern to fetch the gents the loot. Perhaps I wasn’t as useless as I had thought!
We encountered a captured dwarven lady by the name of Miya Darcy. A tiny girl, but quite the beauty. I looked forward to pulling the moves on her in the near future. She assisted us for the remainder of our journey, offering both fantastic combative and restorative prowess.
We ended up locked within a room, where we had to fight a shadowy man controlling a ghost. There was absolutely nothing I could do…I felt appallingly useless. However, when all seemed lost, Miya and Lucius used their divine powers to smite the beast. It was quite magnificent. However, the demon controlling him managed to escape—a terrifying sight to behold, somewhat reminiscent of the nightmare I saw back at the college.
We returned to Dayhill with Thoric and Miya, proud of our accomplishments. When we got back within the guild halls, Miya departed our company. Why must all beautiful women leave me? Amidst my self pity, though, Thoric asked us to follow him down to the dungeon below the keep, where we met Eldor, the head of the Hands of Heironus. Behind him sat an enormous dragon which he called Gobi. Because that’s a way to make your new initiates feel welcomed.
My new friends and I agreed to fight together for the Hands of Heironus, now under the title The Sentinels of the Blazing Sun. I loved it. Before we exited, however, Eldor suggested I removed my disguise and display my true form. While I did, indeed, trust my new partners, I still was terrified to reveal my true form. However, I knew I had no choice. I stopped them during our ascent up the winding staircase and revealed my canine form. Instead of the animosity I expected, they were all incredibly accepting. This took me aback—since my departure from the college, my true form has been met with nothing but vitriol and anger. These men simply did not care. It felt good to finally don my true form. I gained an indescribable sense of safety amongst these fighters, one that I had not felt for a long time.