Liandra's Journal, Flying City of Aulos
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ralph_dndLiandra's Journal, Flying City of Aulos
Today we arrived in the Flying City of Aulos. There was an aura of fear around the place when we arrived, and I'm afraid that I haven't helped to allay that much. My heart is heavy tonight in a way it never has been before.
We arrived to liberate the enslaved people of Aulos. The D'Gorim soldiers are here, and they were forcing the people to labor mining their natural resources which were promptly sent back to the Dragon Empire.
This was very wrong. No person should enslave another person or steal what is rightfully theirs. This is out of balance.
However, when we arrived at the mine, where a garrison of troops were stationed, my instincts from months of fighting undead and diseased monsters from the pools took over. I very calmly faced them, and cast a fire storm.
I've only recently realized that I could draw on the same energies that allow me to create a flame blade and a flame strike to create a fires storm. I knew it would be powerful, but I just wasn't prepared for the effects.
It severely damaged the entire garrison. Most were still standing after the storm, some who had a machine to rain fire on us died instantly. I fear I will hear their screams in my sleep for years to come.
It wasn't difficult for us to defeat the garrison after this. It was all a blur to me, between my shock at what had happened and the fact that I was a favored target for those left alive. I was burned and pretty much run through with a lance. Praise Ehlonna, I was able to heal most of the damage myself, and Viggo healed the rest.
Viggo was pretty impressed. He grinned at me after the battle and said "Whoa, Lian -- when did you start THAT?" He also has been reassuring me that I did the right thing. He was quick to point out that had I attempted to negotiate, the D'Gorim would have attacked. He also said that had I not created the firestorm, we would have had a longer battle, and the townspeople might have been harmed. I know in my heart that he is right. But killing humans is different than killing undead, and I don't yet know how I will find peace with myself about it. Certainly, I couldn't let the innocent people of Aulos suffer. I know that our intention was right. But I am deeply disturbed by this anyway.
The townspeople are looking at me with fear and terror. I hope that healing some of them will help them to see that a Druid is not always to be feared.
And, good intentions or not, I pray that Ehlonna will forgive me for the taking of lives today.
Today we arrived in the Flying City of Aulos. There was an aura of fear around the place when we arrived, and I'm afraid that I haven't helped to allay that much. My heart is heavy tonight in a way it never has been before.
We arrived to liberate the enslaved people of Aulos. The D'Gorim soldiers are here, and they were forcing the people to labor mining their natural resources which were promptly sent back to the Dragon Empire.
This was very wrong. No person should enslave another person or steal what is rightfully theirs. This is out of balance.
However, when we arrived at the mine, where a garrison of troops were stationed, my instincts from months of fighting undead and diseased monsters from the pools took over. I very calmly faced them, and cast a fire storm.
I've only recently realized that I could draw on the same energies that allow me to create a flame blade and a flame strike to create a fires storm. I knew it would be powerful, but I just wasn't prepared for the effects.
It severely damaged the entire garrison. Most were still standing after the storm, some who had a machine to rain fire on us died instantly. I fear I will hear their screams in my sleep for years to come.
It wasn't difficult for us to defeat the garrison after this. It was all a blur to me, between my shock at what had happened and the fact that I was a favored target for those left alive. I was burned and pretty much run through with a lance. Praise Ehlonna, I was able to heal most of the damage myself, and Viggo healed the rest.
Viggo was pretty impressed. He grinned at me after the battle and said "Whoa, Lian -- when did you start THAT?" He also has been reassuring me that I did the right thing. He was quick to point out that had I attempted to negotiate, the D'Gorim would have attacked. He also said that had I not created the firestorm, we would have had a longer battle, and the townspeople might have been harmed. I know in my heart that he is right. But killing humans is different than killing undead, and I don't yet know how I will find peace with myself about it. Certainly, I couldn't let the innocent people of Aulos suffer. I know that our intention was right. But I am deeply disturbed by this anyway.
The townspeople are looking at me with fear and terror. I hope that healing some of them will help them to see that a Druid is not always to be feared.
And, good intentions or not, I pray that Ehlonna will forgive me for the taking of lives today.
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