The Flying Rock

So…we’re on a flying rock. The goblin mage steering this thing, names Rasiz, has been kind enough to teach the others how to fly it as well. I wouldn’t even know where to begin with flying in general. My new group has decided the best course of action would be to head north. I have no idea what’s there but I’m excited nonetheless! Before heading that way, we made a stop to go shopping. SHOPPINNNNNNG!
 
While shopping, I was told I needed to gear up before we head north. I guess my basic monk clothes aren’t going to do it for this trip. Since I am not the riches person on the planet, the group shared their money with me (I am so thankful) so I could get some FREAKING BOMB new items. Borris recommended I invest in some new hand wraps, so I took his advice and asked a nice lady at the store if they had any fancy hand wraps. Lucky me, they did! She gave me a set of Lion Wraps (which are stunning) that I can use on my arms or feet! THE OPTIONS ARE ENDLESS.
 
I thought I was pretty set after that, but Sam seemed to think otherwise. He recommended I ask about “fast shoes”. So, of course, I did. And I got some Shoes of Speed. SHOES OF SPEED I TELL YOU. I am SO FAST. Nobody can catch me now. I’m like a full-blown superhero. I just need a theme song.
 
I felt great after those purchases, so I think I’m finally ready for our trip north. Just before we left, Aerilyn wanted one more thing. She found this crazy cloak, the Cloak of Billowing, and I’m not sure what she was thinking when she bought it, but I think it makes her happy, so I think she made the right choice. It is not by any means practical…but it does seem to bring the group a lot of joy. I mean the cloak is in a constant state of windiness like it’s stuck in a hurricane or something but…at least we can put in the bag of holding when we need to.
 
Once we finished purchasing items, we got back on the slab (aka the flying rock) to begin our travel to the north. That night, on the slab, I felt a very familiar feeling in my head, and I could hear a voice! It was kind of scary, especially since I normally only hear my own voice inside my head. The voice in my head was female. I don’t think she was speaking common…or any language. It was more like thoughts I was able to interpret. I think this might have something to do with the big boom and the purple lightning but who knows.
 
Anyway, I had amazing dreams on the slab. I dreamt of beautiful meadows and peace and even dreamt of meditating! It was wonderful. Unfortunately, I think Borris wasn’t so lucky with his dreams. He woke up looking like he got slapped in the face several times and didn’t get any sleep. He shared his dream with us which sounded awful…I’m glad it wasn’t me! My dreams were lovely!
 
Sam tried to convince us that a God is a play here. Borris and I weren’t so sure…Sam seemed confused by our thought process and told us that his fire-bending was his God. I don’t really know what that means. I know of Gods because of my upbringing at the monastery. Many of the monks worshipped Gods but since many of the people there came from other areas to seek refuge, there wasn’t just one God to worship. There are so many to choose from. Too many! It’s hard to know which God is worth worshipping! I guess I don’t really know who or what to believe.
 
The next day, the group slept while Borris and I stayed awake. He was curious about my past, so I told him about all the things I used to do at the monastery. Meditating and martial arts practice. Ah, the simple life. I joked about sparring with him, but he took it very seriously, so I walked away from the conversation. Awkward… Somehow, the rest of the group woke up and got involved which became an ordeal. Sam told us he wanted to learn how to punch, so I tried to teach him the basics. The basics always start with meditation, but he didn’t seem to understand. Probably means he needs to meditate more. Then, OUT OF NOWHERE, Aerilyn threw a freaking punch at Sam! Then Noelani stepped in and tried to stop Aerilyn, and it turned into a mess. I didn’t mean for all that to happen. That’s the last time I joke about sparring with Borris.
 
That night, I had more amazing dreams of meadows and meditation. I am loving this trip! Borris woke up sweaty again…poor guy. During our hang out time on the slab, we noticed a random Goblin in the distance running toward our slab. Once he came up to us, he seemed to be super interested in Borris. After some weird conversation with this “no-named” Goblin and Borris continuously holding him, he explained that he is a foreign diplomat polymorphed into a Goblin previously a human. He lived in Sgand and was somehow teleported here but doesn’t remember anything else. We are the first people he has seen since being teleported here. Not sure what to do with this Goblin guy…but the group has decided to take him in! I’ll teach him about yoga and meditation!