What I Learned Today

The thoughts, feelings, observations and general ramblings of everyone's favourite apprentice tactician, with a few conversations thrown in for good measure

Prologue:- A Girl from the Plains.

First lesson, if your going to travel the plains of Sarce, take a map or a guide, and definitely more than three days provisions, as the most promising tactical mind in my class you think I would've realised that, no wonder I passed out.

Secondly, The greatest blessing of St Elmine is the kindness of strangers, to travellers like me it is the most valued blessing of all, if not for Lyn I'd be dead, carrion for the beasts on the plains.

Now Lyn, there is a subject worth looking into, having seen her fight not long after she brought me round, thanks to a few bandits that had a bit to much blood-lust for there own good. It was interesting to watch, Lyn fights like the myrmidons that this land is famous for along with the nomads, if only I could put my finger on this air of nobility she seems to have, though her father was the chief of the Lorca tribe, so maybe that's it.

You can be the most nimble fighter in the world and still take a hit or two thanks to dumb luck on your opponents part, unfortunately for Lyn she learned this the had way.

Killing blows, or critical's as my books call them, are both awe-inspiring and terrifying. Having only seen one, performed by Lyn in a moment of desperation I can only guess at what triggers this amazing feat of skill and power, but I've heard of weapons that allow there wielder to use this technique far more readily than normal, I only hope our first encounter with such a weapon will be on friendly terms.

A Ger is a large round hut.

Last for today, the world is cruel place full of amazing people, case in point, Lyn, having lost both her parents and all of her friends to Bandits, she could easily have given up on life, but she didn't, she fights those that would harm her and helps lost and passed out tacticians, I can honestly say I've been lucky to run into her, as is anybody else Lyn meets, for now I can only wonder what on earth will go wrong next.

And now something, slightly different.

After Lyn's victory over the first bandit

Lyn "I'm injured, look in my pack, there should be a vulnerary"

Tactician "This it Lyn?"

Lyn "Yeah, could you apply it for me?"

Tactician "So, where about did he get you?"

Lyn "On my thigh here, just rub it on"

Tactician "...are you sure I'm not still unconscious?"