Having found that Gremlins had turned from a friend into something far more, my time in the Lok'Groton islands became far more pleasant. Now, no matter what else was happening, I knew my dear zo and I would hunt together, whether in a group or just us two. Who would have imagined that hunting in the Arachnoid caves would seem romantic, but so it was. I became strong enough that we could go without a healer. When I needed to rest and recover, letting my training with Master Troilus serve me, we could curl up together until I felt ready to continue.
But though romantic connections sometimes lead people to set themselves apart, I found that in fact we spent more time organizing small group hunts than ever. With Gremlins willing to lend his strength to support us, or able to call his brother Garonor to assist with healing now and then, we were able to then take other younger exiles to the Wetlands or Melabrion's Isle, and other similarly challenging places.
I was also able to hunt more often with my good friend, Geo. As one who is sometimes impatient, Geo hunted in groups less often than some and since I am not yet strong enough to hunt many places without a healer at least, it was often a challenge to find ways of hunting together. But my dear Grems and Geo get along well, and the three of us can hunt, or gather a couple more people fairly easily, to form a party. Sometimes Garonor will join in his brother's stead, or Geo will call our clanmate Geraldus out from the library to provide healing. But often, with the three of us as the core, we can collect others to join without imposing on relatives.
Eventually Geo invited me to join his clan, the Zouclougeist Alliance. I had been hoping to join for some time, but that is the subject deserving an entry all its own.
All of these changes much improved my life in Puddleby immeasurably. Now my only dissatisfaction is that other cares prevent me from hunting more than a few times a month, far less than I wish.
But though romantic connections sometimes lead people to set themselves apart, I found that in fact we spent more time organizing small group hunts than ever. With Gremlins willing to lend his strength to support us, or able to call his brother Garonor to assist with healing now and then, we were able to then take other younger exiles to the Wetlands or Melabrion's Isle, and other similarly challenging places.
I was also able to hunt more often with my good friend, Geo. As one who is sometimes impatient, Geo hunted in groups less often than some and since I am not yet strong enough to hunt many places without a healer at least, it was often a challenge to find ways of hunting together. But my dear Grems and Geo get along well, and the three of us can hunt, or gather a couple more people fairly easily, to form a party. Sometimes Garonor will join in his brother's stead, or Geo will call our clanmate Geraldus out from the library to provide healing. But often, with the three of us as the core, we can collect others to join without imposing on relatives.
Eventually Geo invited me to join his clan, the Zouclougeist Alliance. I had been hoping to join for some time, but that is the subject deserving an entry all its own.
All of these changes much improved my life in Puddleby immeasurably. Now my only dissatisfaction is that other cares prevent me from hunting more than a few times a month, far less than I wish.
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