(By Finnola)

In the absence of commentary from my… acquaintances… I shall provide illumination.

Literally.

Because my beautiful new mithral full-plate (and matching healing helmet!) give off a faint glow of radiance. These wondrous gifts were courtesy of a spirit lass, whom we saved in a dank, dark cave full of hill monsters. New party member Big Guy is now bigger and tougher, and the Werewolf King didn’t get a gift. I am not surprised since he already seems very complete and perfect, although he doesn’t know what a “robe” is. He thinks it’s a dress. I’d prefer the version where he didn’t know what a robe was, and so he walks around in various states of undress with little birds flying away behind him, in a dramatic way. Leaf’s thank you gift was the ability to turn into a little fairy, so now he can be the same manner of creature as his lovely wife Serra.

Oh yes… Leaf got married. I still can’t figure that one out. I mean, duh, it happened. I officiated the ceremony in my capacity of Cleric. But I’m still not sure how we got to that point. I don’t think they even knew each other for very long.

Whirlwind weddings are only appropriate for people who are clearly a perfect match for each other, such as myself and the Werewolf King.

Mask good! Rock spear hurt cold danger! Fire friend bad, fix friend good! Wolf friend small good. Magic friend no good, no bad. Food, sleep, dark, no dark. Big danger! Magic friend hurt, rock spear help! Cold water friend fix rock spear big!

Leaf’s Log 25 Harpa (55th day of 2nd Wizardry)

Eyvindr retired after his little creepy pet died. We then got sent far to the north. Conveniently a new guy and his big creepy pet decided to join us during the journey. I am still not sure why they decided to join us. Probably either a lack of options or intelligence. Also I apparently got married to a small fairy creature (Sarah) who is now following me around.

Successes:

Got married (somehow) to a woman who is both smarter and prettier than I am.
Cast a spell, hit a guy.
Won a singing contest with two wolf guys.

Failures:

She is the size of a house cat and I still have no idea how we got married in the first place.
Got tackled by the big creepy pet.
Lost a singing contest to an actual wolf.
Cast a spell hit a tree, twice.

I had a success to failure ratio of 0.60. Clearly married life is working out for me. Hopefully I can maintain this.

Looks like those vines…

Just got murdered.

YEEAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!