A Moment of Respite

by Syrus

~The child wanted to play and train as their brother did, but their mother prevented it. She wasn’t going to let both her children go to war.~

All of the Misfits, bar Gurval, met in a Tavern together. Starting to feel a little too predictable.
Included among us was the Lupo Akamwhoworst, who was one of the slaves we rescued, who did not remember much beyond being a mining slave for a while. He wished to return to his people, and Talu had some idea of where he came from.

Later, one of Arthoms old teachers also arrived, hearing that he was cursed. While she didn’t know how to cure him, they wanted to see their ancestors for guidance. From personal experience, ancestors tend to be know it all gloryhog douchebags, but maybe they’ll fair better.

“Godhood is not a mantle for the weak and feeble”

While it was good to see everyone together and cheerful for once, I couldn’t help but feel on the outside. It didn’t feel like anyone really wanted me there or valued my input in any conversation. I can’t really blame them, but I hope they understand that I want a better world for us all. One where days like this are the norm, not the exception. Where good things happen every day.

While in my musing, I lost track of Arthom, his tutor, Zyanya and Zeno. Suddenly, we hear screams and shouts of pain and fear. We follow the sound to a side room, where several Mokuna have attacked our companions and a Nusaru lady.
Akumwhoworst flies into the room, angry with rage, and beats one of the Mokuna before summoning a flaming stump to slam him to a pulp.

Talu and I dispatch a Makuna each with our arrows, Arthom and Lucid another with their claws/daggers, and Ko forces one to claw its own eyes out until it bleeds out and dies. Altogether, a good bit of teamwork.

While this was a rousing success for the group, I personally note that we have to stop meeting in taverns where we can be attacked. I know a base I never told Saib about, that we could use to meet. It has a few trinkets from home that I don’t necessarily want to share, but maybe that’s better than being killed while in a drunken stupor.

“Being around them is dangerous. You know that.”

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