howl's Links
she seems like the type of woman the hunters i walked with would worship, i heard she serves a god but from what i've seen i'd believe she's one herself. she and yalkar are the same noble warrior types, which i must say makes me a bit more drawn to her. she fought fiercely against lord ostoroth, and that sword she wields is one of legend. i think sticking with her is a smart choice, that cat that follows her has the right idea.
I do think (especially now having basically seen it) that fate played a part in leading him to us, for better or for worse. But, seeing him reunited with Yalkar now, how could it be anything other than good? Let us not forget that he also saved Verity from his brother(?)’s wrath. We nearly lost him, and I can’t imagine it’ll get any easier from here on out, but I’ll do my best to help prevent his further injury.
the intellectual part of my brain thinks that the small squishy one is a fool for throwing himself so dangerously into battle for those he has only known a few days but... i suppose i am the biggest fool of all, for i think he's incredibly brave. he's admirable and his tunes are like nothing i've heard before, his ballads are certainly fit for the storybooks. i believe he took some injuries in the last battle, his scar pattern fascinates me. i wonder if he would allow me to study him... perhaps i can help him harness the magic from his wound.
I see how much he loves Yalkar. It's endearing, and I hope it works out between them. Though I also hope he learns some self confidence. He is incredibly strong, and not just because he's a dragonborn.
lord ostoroth's son, nearly an exact replica of the man who's slaughtered my people for the past century. when i see him, i'm reminded that my breath no longer draws the flame that my mother gave me. yet, i also see a very sad and lonely boy who thinks he is not worth much. and for that reason, i feel me and him are not so different. i get the sense that yalkar has come to the same conclusion about him, and i trust his judgement more than anything. i think i'd like to speak to neuvieh more, perhaps it will help me recover from the loss of my honor and maybe even bring me a new ally.
i honestly think it is a relief that howl stayed behind on the ship- if he had died during this somehow, whether it be through the oakfather's trials or the druids killing him themselves for being a dragonborn, i think yalkar's meticulously crafted nonchalant persona might crack. Howl is cursed by horrible luck, unfortunately. I do wonder what he is up to now though- engineering something useful, perhaps? Or maybe just worrying about yalkar. from what i understand, they were apart for quite a long time. It’s no wonder every time they are in each other’s presence they are attached at the hip.
the little one with the animal skins, i liked him the moment i saw him. he is a hunter like me, though i'm sure he's much more of a beast than i am from what he's demonstrated. i prefer range and cover, while he seems to enjoy throwing himself into the fray. i can't tell if this is admirable or plain stupid... either way, i'm sure i could learn much from him. he reminds me of one of my little brothers, i think i'll like having him around, perhaps i could teach him a thing or two as well. it has been a while since i have hunted, i'm rather rusty. he could sharpen me up.
it's her i have to thank for stabilizing me and bringing me back... i remember having a nightmare as i died, and her bright magic broke through the darkness and reached me. i have a feeling i will be thanking her quite a few times in the future for keeping us alive, i must ask she keep a watchful eye on yalkar, he tends to take on more than he must. but i also sense great power in her, and i'm unsure whether she is aware of it or not. i'm sure i could tinker with some items of mine and help her harness her true potential...
the first time we met i was a much more uninhibited and wild person, being much younger and much more of an open book than i am now. i hope he always remembers me as happy and free as i was then, and not let us become defined by the weights we now carry. falling in battle was a disgrace and i will take any steps needed to ensure i do not burden his journey. i hope he thinks of me as a bow at his side, the wind at his back. i will stay there until he grows no more use for me. perhaps if i continue to evolve and surprise him with new inventions and new upgrades, i will always be of use to him and he will always keep me close. he is my warrior and i am his hunter; i hope it will always be this way.
How much stronger do I have to become? How many more injuries am I going to have to watch you suffer through? Why can I not protect you? Will I ever be strong enough to protect you? Maybe this is my damned curse. I do not know how much more I can take, watching the world destroy you more and more. It will destroy me Fenris.. It already is. I am not strong. I am not powerful. I am weak. I am helpless. I can do nothing. What a poor excuse of a solider I am...
this one has intrigued me. i've managed to deduce their shapechanging is no magical feat or spell, and yet i can't seem to place how they change so precisely and seamlessly. i'm even more concerned with the revelation of this draconic curse that seems to be upon them and the owlin, and i hope they trust me enough to sample the infection and study it for a potential cure or at least a slowing agent. i'd also like to discuss this invisibility spell they've mastered and their talent for sneaking around...
the captain is very unsettling, but i find it best to shut my mouth, lest i find out exactly how skilled he is with that gun of his. i best hope he has forgotten me shooting him in the chest to save his brother, though i'll say it seemed to barely make a dent in his eldritch form. despite my morbid curiosity regarding his missing eye and many scars, even i am smart enough to keep my distance from someone so... unstable as he is.
i'll admit that i felt a bit... on edge with the way he spoke to yalkar so casually. it makes me wonder how close they were, was it him who was keeping yalkar company while i was gone, how long have they known each other? his intelligence seems to rival my own, or perhaps it even far surpasses mine. not that i care... i'm more mechanically intelligent while he is magically intelligent. i hope. i almost felt bothered when yalkar went to speak with him in private, it makes me more curious about this tiefling and what he's really hiding.
he is yet another anomaly, and seemingly much less strong of will and self than yalkar. not only is his mind a muddled yarnball of paths, his fate depends so greatly on yalkar's that it has left me stumped and frankly, afraid. i have never seen two strands so tightly interwoven. i might have attempted to separate them for the sake of them both, but i can only infer that a connection this tight would have innumerable consequences, that is if you manage to get past the intense pain it'd likely cause. instead, i will just observe and pray to my own goddess that they are able to beat the probabilities.
well moving past the shock i felt when the paladin's little cat friend turned out to be an actual woman... i quite like her, she smells and looks like home. i am not surprised that the woodland creatures flock to her, she is the regal and mythical type of deer that even our hunters wouldn't dare touch. she says her antlers are a gift from her mother to protect the children of the forest, i think i could have used as beautiful a weapon as hers to butt my own siblings around with.