Blessed by the Aurora
There was snow as far as the eye could see, and a chilly wind swept over the glacier as adventurers trudged through the new snow tirelessly. The wind was the least of their worries, as some had brought extra sweaters under their sturdy armors. Everyone were breathing heavy as they traversed the snowy plains, making their way toward the ancient city of Fei’Yin. The sky was dark green, and a radiant aurora shone in the sky. It was quite a spectacular show, and many adventurers were lost in admiration of the scenery.
Teraamhia, a good linkshell friend of mine, sneezed. Her nose was running, and I felt rather sorry for her. I walked over to her and patted her comfortingly on the shoulder. Altana bless you,
I said to her while looking through my bag. There we are,
I said, pulling out a muffler made of silk. I wrapped it around Teraamhia’s neck, telling her she could borrow it for as long as she wanted. Truth be told, I was quite happy that the silken garment I made just last winter could finally be put to good use. Teraamhia blushed at the unexpected gesture; thanking me for letting borrow it as she had completely forgotten to bring her own.
A wave of yagudo warriors charged toward us as we all gathered up around one of the towers in the west. I had been dedicated to Sparroweye’s party this afternoon, and I worked diligently to keep our party strong and healthy. With good help from Chicora, I was able to heal everyone’s wounds and keep everyone out of harms way. Sparroweye is kind to his fellow adventurers and constantly giving his all, which is more than I can say about the average tank. I’m inclined to question some of his choices of armor though. But although he may have looked like Mr. Lobsterman™, he did an awesome job parrying the yagudos’ attacks with his sword, striking back at every chance. The yagudos didn’t stand a chance against our linkshell as we overwhelmed their forces completely.
Our leaders had decided to dedicate today’s run to farming instead of just going for the win and losing valuable time fighting the Angra. We were all dazzled by the number of relic armors salvaged during the run, and everyone seemed eager to fight on, hoping that they would eventually get a piece of their own.
We slowly but surely made our way toward the entrances of Fei’Yin, defeating the continuous attacks by the kindred forces. The deep crevasses of the glacier made the trip long and tiring, and we had to take a few breaks to catch our breaths. I was eating on some of Chicora’s delicious roasted mackerels with apple sauce, and I wished more people would get to taste Chicora’s wonderful cooking as her cooking is nothing short of spectacular.
The kindred forces showed both skill and cunning in their last stand to defend the ruins of Fei’Yin, but had to retreat in the end. Our linkshell, counting no less than thirty six, showed the monsters no mercy. And just as everyone had finally made their way to the little pond, just short of Fei’Yin, the leaders ordered us to fall back toward the Xarcabard entrance where we would use the remaining time to fight the Hydra forces. I heard some people grumble, as some were tired from all the running. Their dissatisfaction was unwarranted though, as we had still an hour and a half to farm and everyone was eager to see if their shiney~ would drop.
Our trip back to the top of the glacier was long, and the weary adventurers were relieved to learn that we would basically be using the same camp from now on. Some of the people that had been groaning earlier cheered, happy that there wouldn’t be any more running. Sadly, there wouldn’t be too many more relic pieces either, as they were too badly damaged to be salvaged once their former owner fell dead to the ground.
Toward the end of our long journey through the glacier, I saw a familiar piece that I had been hoping would drop. As a Scholar, I had prayed to Altana that she would grant me an Argute Gown. I really didn’t expect to get one, though, as I had only just begun my studies of the ancient texts of Grimoire. I cheered, as the leaders told me it was mine. (O.O;)
