Session 112/113

Gwenda
I prayed with Turid and Katyla, and I think they’re making great steps towards a holy path. Katyla might not fully grasp the gravity of how Torm has changed her life, but children rarely do. I’m certain she’ll get it as she matures. Thescremel, still bat-guano crazy, came with us to the lake, as did the golem squad.
We worked on building Cormag’s new… body. It was almost a soothing experience, selecting which materials to use. Turns out Rainier knew way more than I expected. Which is silly. I should assume she knows things at this point. Arya danced, because of course she did. Kara added a totem. It looks nice.
And under it all, there was this nagging stress. We had to get it right. Every minute, while clearly spent doing what had to be done, still felt agonizingly long. I’ve given so much. I keep giving so much. To keep this man alive. This has to be the last time.


Well, now he’s back. And I’m scared that I didn’t feel happy. I just felt - appeased.
At least he seems to like his new look.