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They grow up so fast. 🙂

It was a watershed day for all our recent companions, I’ll wager. Sure, you take some stuff, you get in a fight. You think your an adventurer. And then you end up on a real quest, and dive into effort and danger you had never imagined. All in the span of hours, or minutes!

We must’ve hiked for miles to even get to the enemy camp, and killed a bear to even get there. We silently took to kobolds scouting for food, and turned them. We made a plan of attack. And we killed a bunch of enemy fighters.

By the end of the day, I was spent. Sure, I had two or three tricks left, but they were all pissant. The kids closed this one on their own. They learned they can do some serious damage when they all work together.

The townspeople seemed quite grateful...

“…So, Fletch — you never met Fletch, Benyar bless his soul — Fletch pushes the guy out the window, And — while he’s falling — I set him on fire! It was beautiful. Ha, ha, hahaha!”

“Anyway, where was I? Seriously — where was I? Have I been here for a while? If anybody asks, are you an alibi? My memory plays tricks on me, y’kmow?”

“But, to answer your question, we’re living in a manor just outside of that big fort — I forget the name. My memory plays tricks on me, y’kmow? We’re training some new fighters, adepts, acolytes to Benyar….”

“Benyar? Big god from out of town. He’s new in these parts, but he’s catching on fast. I’ll leave you a pamphlet. Get in on it early, man!”

“Oh, look, those are my friends; I gotta go. Thanks for the drink. Hey, watch my hand for a minute, okay?”

“I was here al...