Black Feather Blog
Artrilla's Journal 19
Tracy Borup
Aug 24, 2017
16th of Pharast 4717Episode 22
What a disgusting display of cowardice and fault finding!
I feel my blood boiling hotter than the fire Marcus just put out at that blasted town hall!
The Black Feather Few endeavored to enlighten and educate this dim witted and rustic village, only to have them thrust ignorant blame upon us!
Little Min had prepared a very informative presentation. Marcus did his little part and I attempted to lighten the atmosphere with a few harmless antics. I even had Parod chuckling at one point! The dull minded inhabitants were either scared or not amused. It was when Min was finishing up that I made the very sensible suggestion that this poorly prepared town actually hire and pay us to protect them and discover the miscreants behind their troubles.
A deep silence followed my most generous offer. I was shocked and angered at this unspoken refusal of our help.
As I decided to leave the whole affair to the Sheriff and his inept deputies, fire exploded inside the hall!
Reacting only by instinct, I sought out Little Min. He is truly becoming dear to my heart. But Little Dim Min wouldn’t leave until he helped these ungrateful people.
I decided to guide a few souls out the window. I think Parod was throwing people out the door! Marcus actually amazed me with his brilliant fire quenching skills. Brilliant and Marcus, two words I never thought I’d us in a sentence together.
When it was all over, the males seemed downhearted. Why waste those emotions, the kind I’ve only ever felt at my dearest friend’s death, for those humans? I do not understand the hearts of other races at all. Parod even wasted a potion on one. I don’t even think he knew his name! I am upset as I recall this act of stupidity!
My brain is tired from trying to make sense of the day. I will sing myself to sleep to try and restore myself to my natural good humor and charm.
Our efforts tomorrow will be directed towards Kendra. We will help her repair the damage she may have wrought upon this town. Not for the town’s sake, but because she was The Professor’s daughter and it is a way for me to finally pay him back for his many kindnesses.
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