Dungeons & Dragons

Death is Terrifying

Journal Entry

written on the 3rd page of a pristine notebook

Perhaps I should be a bit more concerned about how this foray into the unknown is going. The adventure really started when I woke up in a dark, dilapidated farmhouse on the edge of a haunted town full of Shadow-type creatures and a cannibal with two other individuals. We somehow managed to make our way out of there without too much incident. It was rather terrifying but at least we’re still alive.
The little ghost girl I was following is not, though. We found her hanging in the rafters of her house. Her parents went to the next town over, West Valley. That’s where we decided to travel next. Savas and Kihrazad are my companions. Savas is a half-elf, he grew up in the Vastwood he says. Kihrazad is a Rakshas. I can’t believe they’re(still?) real. Sometimes I read things that just seemed too unbelievable in my books but she is definitely a Rakshas and she is incredibly strong and fierce.
It’s good, too, because I am neither of those things and she saved me from trees earlier this morning. Trees! TREES! They tried to attack us! I know I’ve read about attacking trees before but it still seems incredibly unrealistic. Too much like it’s right out of some fable. I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised they’re real.
Or that werewolves are real and one nearly killed me before dawn. It hurt much worse than the Scarecrows and much worse than the tree. I’ve never seen so much blood before. Or death. So much death. Death is terrifying. It’s horrifying. How does everyone live with this idea of death so easily? Is this how the King died? With blood everywhere? Is there always this much blood in death?
The lifeless look in death’s eyes.
I’m glad Kihrazad was able to help the boy. I’m so glad she could save him with her healing magic. I don’t think I could look death in the face as it happens.
Was this all a mistake? Time will tell, I suppose. I don’t think it was. We cannot continue living, sequestered away from the rest of the world forever. How will we ever learn or grow as a people if we do not?
It’s to the Comtesse next. Hopefully she will have answers about this werewolf for us. I hope we can help this village’s suffering.



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