The Journals of Daraken Shadewalker, Page 99…


That is how I spent most of the combat last night. Blinded. Clouded by darkness.

Could it be an omen? Does my goddess, Sehanine Moonbow, speak to me?

Let me go further back.

We had just parted ways with the slaves we had rescued from the mountains. The mage who was among them, agreed to safely escort them back to their village while we continued on our own journey.

Traveling on, we eventually entered a swamp. Immediately, there was a sense of oppression within the air. Something wasn’t right. Every sense I had told me there was danger all around us. But it was something I couldn’t place. Something was off. Something was not natural.

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