[LordCove]

* again, Elven words and references are jotted here, though some seem to make little sense. Words such as " Captain" , "Point me in the right direction!" and " Pagger the buggers!" are jotted here, with their elven translation next to them *

Well....I've been ticked off a lot lately, which is usually the result of more bloody strange things happening.
Woke up one morning, a strange dream lingering in my head, something to do with knights and mirrors and such....no idea what the hell it meant.
But later that day, I got a note from Kinai to meet her by Stormcrest...so off we went.
Was told that she had been bound to Zoraje, her soul I should say, and if he died, she died. Basically explained he was trying to get his old girlfriend back "through" Kinai. Well...I was already to help all I could....till Zoraje turned up goading us.
First he started in on me, saying I was selfish because of the whole Tegan and Val thing. Dont think he knew what he was talking about, so me being me, I threatened him back....
....and thats when Hawklen started in, threatening "me"....not the bloody wizard who had spelled his girlfriend..."ME!"....
...anyway, after Zoraje took turns goading us all and dissapeared, everyone sat around to discuss what to do.
Thats when I left. Sod them all! I was bloody furious at Hawk! To think...I'd "almost" decided to be nice to him, him looking after Kinai and becoming a dad and all.
Well....sod him....and sod her! Done with the lot of them! They know perfectly well helping Zoraje will lead to trouble, but off they go to do it anyway!

So...I told Tegan where I was going, and left for Belinara, wandering the hills.
Thats when it happened, walking along, all nice and everything, when a group of those huge giants appeared from nowehere and charged me!
Well...to be honest, I thought it was the end for me...but all that anger I had burst out....I drew my sword and charged them, expecting death.

When the rush of battle ended, I looked around to find I'd killed them all. The lot of them lay dead at my feet.
No wizard magic. No blessings of Folian. No hiding behind a frontliner.
Just me.

I think something clicked as I stood there, and I'm still feeling it still now.

I'm "not" bloody useless. I "can" do things right. I "may" just be of some use after all.