#55

I went home. In fact, I am writing this from home. I leave first thing in the morning, but I am home. What a weird day. I look over and see him sleeping, all tangled up in blankets. We talked. Rather, he talked a lot, and I tried to listen and understand.




Turns out being a worgen isn’t like being a druid. It’s something that comes from a curse (another new concept, so far it sounds awful.) and changes it’s bearer in to some kind of terrible monster. He described it as some terrible beast, furious and full of energy for destruction. Which I find weird because all the worgen I’ve known have been so calm in their forms. (I learned they have a human form and a worgen form). Routy explained it’s not always so easy as that. That in their bodies beats the heart of a beast. He also explained there was a cure, but that it works out to varying degrees.

He’s looking to find a Sunwalker (like Mr. Jukko.) to see if they can impart some of their ways on himself to see if it helps him.  I have promised to try and ask Mr Jukko if he has something to offer.

I am troubled, I confess. He says his change is always random, and that he;s a monster during it. He asked me to take him down if it happens, by any means necessary.  I wanted to cry when he said that - How do I shoot my sweety? I’ve harmed people before - with the bow I mean. I mean beings that can talk - but typically they - usually demons lately - are trying to kill myself my kodo or my companions. Sooting them or otherwise stopping them is.. it’s just a reaction. But to harm Routy? yuck.

 I hope if and when the time comes, I’ll be ready. He says just knocking him out will help stop him. I still don’t like it. I am not angry anymore, not like I was the other day. For now I am quietly worried - he doesn’t want us to fret about it, that it’s not worth wasting the energy now over something that hasn’t happened yet.



He’s snoring again. It’s sort of comforting, hearing him there. I miss him when I go away, sleeping alone I have learned, is hard. That pressing of bodies, the warmth- it’s comforting. I can sleep anywhere, but the best is here, at home. Though I wonder I might be minding camp a while. We talked that maybe when my service on Argus is done, he could go work. I think it’s right. I’ve been a way so much it’s not fair to him.  I can run the trade work I am involved in from here too. Ginja is really good at managing in my stead. It’s doable. I look forward to a little home-time too though - I can work on my leather work, I can hunt again, for US not just hunting to sell the meats off. I wanna practice curing or salt meat sometime, it tastes really good!



No word from the tribe lately. I don’t feel a presence in the feathers anymore. I was told to ask them about a vision quest - to find my ritual name. Kinda hard to ask when there isn’ anyone around as much. I assume they have business and stuff like I do. I hope they are ok.

Time for sleep for me I think. An early day tomorrow, with a big mission coming withing a day or two of arrival I was told. I hope this earthmother is looking out. We’ll need it out there.

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