I Must Be Back!

It was all a blur! Did you see it? Did you at least feel it? My Soul Guide, Xerxes has done it again. Lifted to a level of 19, and I felt it strong within. I plowed my way into a nearby dark dwelling and wiped them out, collecting all the artifacts and quest items requested of me. It was like a spirit was flowing through me to my hand and down through my blade. Ever have a strength you never knew you had comes soaring through your mind and body? Well that's exactly what happened to me. I can't wait to get going at it again.

Let's rest up, and get at it again, shall we? We shall! That's my goal. This is our destiny! Yours and mine, guided solely by my Soul Guide.

...And the World Went Dark; Defeated Rifts

Near full strength once again, I set out into the world with one thought in mind... to conquer. Despite of being beaten down near around 20 times, I was also able to conquer an approximate ratio of those against us by about 100 times (beating down at least 200 negative dwellers). Weary, yet vitalized at the same time, I must rest... so say the Gods, as when I was about to call it a day of successful conquests, the Gods shut out the lights.

I suppose what they say must be true, everything happens for a reason. Here's to even more success on the morrow's eve.

BTW, I made great progress today! My Soul Guide has granted me the privilege of now being at a level of 17. How quickly I seem to advance with the advice and guidance of my one true Soul Guide, Xerxes.

P-neumonia

Most unwillingly, I have been laid out for over a week now. The doctor did a full diagnosis and came to the conclusion I was stricken with pneumonia. Although I didn't mind the effects of the illness, being restricted to quarters was both heartbreaking and very trying. 

I was finally allowed into my armor, and I made an attempt last evening to progress back into my livelihood. Unfortunately, I suppose having been down for as long as I was proved too much for my state of well being as I was overpowered four times. However, even near death, I felt more alive than I have in the last week or more.

Here's to never having the likes of pneumonia again in my lifetime, should I have to feed myself to a dragon in defiance and my will of testament.

The Blunted Quill: Revisited (yet again)

Well, ugh... I must confess, I am most thankful for my soul guide, my Xerxes guide. Having guided me to level 15, I must say, I am most tired. I shall rest for the night and approach tomorrow as a new day, rejuvenated as a new day brings to those who can appreciate and immerse themselves within the calm before a storm.

Sanctum of the Vigil

Now being at my expected level of 13, I feel as though I will advance further and faster as I experience more places, more danger, and more of life's experiences. Having followed my Xerxes Guide, I've found and made home at the Sanctum of the Vigil. I have nothing but the greatest of adventures ahead of me, as my Xerxes Guide has revealed.

The Blunted Quill: Revisited

In traveling and fighting in near every area that sought my assistance throughout Silverwood, I found my way to level 12. With the experience I've gained, I've found this real life training is a lot like the years I spent training. The more I put into it, the better I got and the more I could do.

I found myself even helping out other adventurers around me while on the way to new places en route to where my Xerxes Guide led me. In doing everything I've gone through thus far, I've also been able to gain near 100 gold in the process. At level 12, during my training years, the equivalent lot of time would have yielded no more than 5 gold. I'm loving this new land, and this new life as the adventurer I always dreamed of being.

And at the end of the day, I find myself at The Blunted Quill once again... relaxing from a tough day's adventure.

Raid?!?

I was blessed with a lot of great encounters throughout my local travels within this new world I'm in today.

I was also taken a bit off guard with what I've learned are raids. Locals and other adventurers such as myself grouped together to beat back infiltrators of the land. While it took quite a bit of time, we successfully beat them back from whence they came.

It would seem as though every day brings new adventures around these parts, and I'm very much looking forward to it.

The Blunted Quill

Having made it to The Blunted Quill, I must give grave thanks to my Soul Guide, Xerxes Guide, for getting me here without fail. Now at level 9, I am even more assured I am making my mark and providing the assistance necessary in driving back these invasions.

Training vs. Life

In just a matter of minutes from landing in this forsaken place called Hallowed Hill, I have learned there is so much more to learn from that which I learned during my 4 years of training. It would seem that life here will teach me what took me four years to learn in about two fortnights.

After practicing on a few "Ashen Defilers", I finally found my guide, Fayne Doran, and will do what it takes to assist and progress with life's training.

It would seem that in killing and conquering here in the unreal world, as opposed to what I did in training for years, I'm granted certain privileges, as well as I'm provided honor points and awards for my accomplishments. Although fighting for the greater good is more than well worth it, these experience accomplishments do indeed provide a sense of gratitude.

If I were to translate the number of honor points, or awards, for my level of achievements, I've currently hit level 7 with the help of Xerxes, and have now only required the need for after-death assistance once.

All is well for now, and will proceed with my quests again after some well-needed rest.

Introduced: Vigil

I have met with the Messenger of the Vigil. My days have begun.

Doujhe: I have begun. Let us begin.

My time has come. Your time has come. This time has been a long time coming. I would have begun writing sooner, but I have been consumed by life's training for the last four years. Since my folks were brutally killed, and I was inherited by a great uncle on my father's side, he had plans for me I had no idea where they would lead. I've learned languages, battle arts, weapons, politics, and everything else you couldn't imagine a 14-year old might be ready to learn. Now at 18 years of age, I'm confident you and I can make an impression on our land and times, and gain back what has been beaten back by the Defiants.

I know in my heart I have family members still out there, and I will seek out those I can. I will reluctantly destroy those who have chosen the easier path. My name is Doujhe Dragnist, and I am of the Dragnist Descendants. My clan will grow once again. My clan will conquer once again. My clan will not only retrieve what was originally ours, but what we should have been granted over the last 18 years.

In realizing I will progress faster and further with a little help from those who have already been where I'm going, it has been suggested and I will rely on the excellent guidance from Xerxes.

Join me by reading my adventures, and we will, together, beat back the Defiants, and once again find what was originally and should currently be ours. These are our lands. This is our time. Let us begin.