- Recollections V
I remember meeting Pashura very vividly.
For those of you that don't know who Pashura is, she is the High
Priestess of Cail. She was when I first met her, and she still is to this
day. She holds the most orderly masses in Temuair, makes Mana last much
longer than any other priest I know, is a commanding presence in any locale,
an accomplished politician, and is above all, most importantly my friend.
I wasn't too far into my 41st Insight when I learned one day that
Nahnia was about to commit to a hunt in 11-1 with her priestly friend
Pashura. I asked if I could come along, and with only four or five Insights
now seperating Nahnia and I, she said she didn't have a problem with it, but
I would have to ask Pashura if it was okay first.
If you remember from my earlier recollections that I'm pretty shy, you
need to realize that being put in a situation where having to ask something
of a total stranger is a fairly traumatizing experience. In my oh-so-timid
way, I squeaked an introduction to Pashura, and asked if I could come along.
Pashura replied, and I shall have to ask her what it was she exactly
said, but it was pretty much to the tune of that she was the boss, and that
if I was gonna come along, I was gonna do exactly as she said. Or else. Her
voice commanding. Tone stern.
Well, it was a chance to hunt with Nahnia, so it sounded reasonable
enough. The three of us headed out to 11, where they taught me the Door
Trick. The Door Trick is probably something few of you know these days,
since it was practically rendered defunct by the Evil Door Magic we must now
all endure. Being that it is rather defunct, I won't go into details, but I
can tell you that it made for the most effective two-person hunting teams in
Unfortunately it wasn't three seconds after I had been taught this
most masterful tactic that Nahnia had to go, leaving myself and the Dreaded
Pashura in 11 to hunt. I have to admit I was scared, not from any beastly
threat in the woods, but by Pashura herself. But I was eager to please, and
it wasn't nearly as frightful once we got the ball rolling. I gather I
performed well enough to recieve Pashura's approval.
A bit of time would pass before Pashura and I would return to the
field of battle together again, when we had first met, she was considerably
more insightful than I. But it would eventually happen, and it would be she
that would invite me along this time. Her own strength, courage, will, and
friendship bolstering me far more than any spell ever could.
It still does to this day.
"The Fist of Gramail"
Champion of Temuair
- Praetor of Rucesion