On Love and Fearlessness.

Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between you and i. Sometimes minds are close, emotions are shared and fears of others can be felt.

When one of us is fearless, he or she protects other one from fear just by being close, giving emotional security.

Thus, fearless being radiates aura of courage and love dispels fears.

Trial.

Magistrate (Peltarch Law Representative) Borodin contacted me recently.

I have to go south to Norwick for Trial. I left everything valuable in safe place and went as ordered.

Beating.

I saw wolf fighting man again. I admit, he has sense of humour...



It started fairly innocently, he was given a task to help to defeat mad dogs that attacked outpost he just visited. With haste.



He was not alone in the fight.



It was exhausting and draining fight, but he seemed to have ability to recover his energy quickly as he hit them with his fists of fury.



His flying kicks generally beat these fanatical monsters, but not without his blood and sweat.



Then he did something strange. He smacked at nearest pig's behind, with his staff...



Then at the snout...



... and somehow gained ability to fly. He scouted the battlefield, the battle was nearly over.

He was needed elsewhere.

Leaves.

I was sitting in Peltarch commons, with quiet Elf and flirty Half Orc bard nearby when magic happened.

We heard birdsong.

Then Leaves landed on sundial and clouded up, then shifted subtly.. I've cast detect magic cantrip and felt nature magic somehow..

"It's great sign", I had to say. "Nature magic, I hope it's Life. And Longevity."

Letters appeared spelled out in common tongue. They shifted slowly, and sloppily at first, growing more clear and rapid.

"I A M W E L L H E R E"

They shifted like bowl of water now, as if waiting.

I couldn't resist urge, so I reached for the Leaves with both open hands as if to gather them like dripping water, then I offered this experience to Godess of Arcane Power, to Godess of Fiery Love, and to Godess of Moon and Beauty.

Elf asked: "Who are You" ?

Swirling letters appeared again:

"J E R R I C K"

"I A M W E L L H E R E"

Half orc commented: "those swirling leaves are total mystery to me"

The leaves left Elf, and swirled about once more, to dance around me. then they pillared into the sky.

"Nice. I have loving attention. And everyone appreciates this. So do I." I had to say.

Then i got a sense of well being, like a warm breeze on a cool day. Somehow I collapsed lightly on grass, with arms spread. I smiled at the Leaves a little. I saw magic everywhere these days...

"I A M M O U N T A I N"

He must have been smoking something good... And it had the side effects. I didn't omit to mention this aloud.

Elf asked: "Is Jerrick dead?"

Leaves answered: "I L I V E"

Yes, he lived and is well here. and had power over leaves.

"A N D M O R E"

It felt too well to stand up. I felt the sense of a kind presence as heavy sigh ran through the commons, scattering leaves, blowing hair, but leaving Elf's cat unscathed. I felt magic everywhere, but it left me... Half orc said it would make a wonderful song. It was gone, Cut off very aburptly. Nature magic just moved on.

Jerrick, the druid was somewhere else, much better there it seemed.

I felt well, somehow, for i experienced kind presence. Somehow. Slightly magically, not sure how, Somehow. It was well even if he was gone. Somehow. Elf thought it was cryptic message but it was not, he was somewhere, he just moved on, but we could still experience his presence via nature magic.

Street Art of Sweeping Leaves left us. Artistically. But we felt the presence somehow. It was not so bad. Somehow. Half orc started to strum his yarting and compose song, then rushed away somewhere.

So Jerrick was not dead, wherever he was. He showed this to us. He was mountain. We saw the signs. Leaves told us this. Somehow.

Man Fighting Wolves.

My mind went to Astral Sphere again. I've noticed man who looked like a monk dressed in leather, fighting grey wolves. His fighting style was unique and impressive. I think i have karmic connection with this man.

When i told this to my dwarf friend, Gnarl, it seemed to him that i will "have travel in future".

Abuser's Name.

I learned calishite abuser of magic's name, as he made public speech in Peltarch. Kasim El Shah. He wasn't greeted warmly by public.