#65
I met with Vik’wa after a troubling few days.
I am still deeply troubled. After watching Xet murder grimtotem - from behind - I just.. you know, it just. I don’t think I’m cut out for this clan stuff. I sent him a polite letter, no idea if it arrived. And then I got a letter from Weylo.. ugh. I’ve focused on the trade routes in Kalimdor in the meantime, buying a new wagon and kodo team to travel a circuit from Winterspring, Azshara and Durotar. Ginja and I agree it’s time to spread out. Some time in the snows might be refreshing, and I can see if Drik Spillwell is still out there. Last I heard he’d been based out of Stormheim with those Forsakens that hired us.
Vik’wa and I though, oof. We spent three days in Thunderbluff reading and listening to history of my people - the tauren. We ended up drinking by the pond with a few braves and I wrestled with two of them while Vik’wa watched. Wow, can she holler. As it happens, I ended up drinking too much and had to be carried to the inn and put to bed. I’m not sure how people live in a state of intoxication regularly, but I find it uncomfortable. I like it better when the feeling is light. We ended up sitting up late, sipping water and sharing a pipe of some weird burning plant. That’s where the trouble started.
I was told to anticipate a pleasant feeling in my head and limbs, and maybe a spiritual feeling. What I got was a spinning head, some strong feelings of paranoia and visions of a bad day in the Barrens with my brother. I was very unhappy to relive any of that. Vik’wa said they had to call a shaman to help calm my spirit, and that maybe I smoked too much of their fancy herb. She wasn’t very friendly, but kept a watchful eye on me until I passed out. I woke up with a dry mouth and a sore head. She told me next time to smoke less and don;t drink before hand.
Her words were: “The herb is too much for those unused to it - take small puffs. You took too much and your spirit traveled. It brought you visions you were unprepared for. You’ll never gain a spirit journey acting like that. If you want to, you must gain insight and spend time reflecting under the influence of the herb, or a sapta - it is nothing to run into.”
I think I’ll write to Elder Wooshy and get his input. Vik’wa says it’s a rite of my people, one I likely should have experienced in my youth that Weylo kept me from. What a dick. I find so often he left me hanging when he should have been helping out. I thought that was just how it was, but no. Vik’wa suggested I write down what Is aw the other night, to keep it handy for when I get in touch with Wooshy, or some such shaman. It took some thinking about, but I finally agreed. I’ll write that in a day or two, after I calm down. I feel so spooked from it, and then his letter. It’s been hard focusing. I drank a lot of coffee to get close to writing here, I’m so tired but every time I sleep I see it again. So I just stay awake to avoid it. I can still smell the burned flesh and fur of the grimtotem Xet attacked. I can feel Weylo beating me when I sleep. I can’t sleep. I won;t sleep for now.
I am still deeply troubled. After watching Xet murder grimtotem - from behind - I just.. you know, it just. I don’t think I’m cut out for this clan stuff. I sent him a polite letter, no idea if it arrived. And then I got a letter from Weylo.. ugh. I’ve focused on the trade routes in Kalimdor in the meantime, buying a new wagon and kodo team to travel a circuit from Winterspring, Azshara and Durotar. Ginja and I agree it’s time to spread out. Some time in the snows might be refreshing, and I can see if Drik Spillwell is still out there. Last I heard he’d been based out of Stormheim with those Forsakens that hired us.
Vik’wa and I though, oof. We spent three days in Thunderbluff reading and listening to history of my people - the tauren. We ended up drinking by the pond with a few braves and I wrestled with two of them while Vik’wa watched. Wow, can she holler. As it happens, I ended up drinking too much and had to be carried to the inn and put to bed. I’m not sure how people live in a state of intoxication regularly, but I find it uncomfortable. I like it better when the feeling is light. We ended up sitting up late, sipping water and sharing a pipe of some weird burning plant. That’s where the trouble started.
I was told to anticipate a pleasant feeling in my head and limbs, and maybe a spiritual feeling. What I got was a spinning head, some strong feelings of paranoia and visions of a bad day in the Barrens with my brother. I was very unhappy to relive any of that. Vik’wa said they had to call a shaman to help calm my spirit, and that maybe I smoked too much of their fancy herb. She wasn’t very friendly, but kept a watchful eye on me until I passed out. I woke up with a dry mouth and a sore head. She told me next time to smoke less and don;t drink before hand.
Her words were: “The herb is too much for those unused to it - take small puffs. You took too much and your spirit traveled. It brought you visions you were unprepared for. You’ll never gain a spirit journey acting like that. If you want to, you must gain insight and spend time reflecting under the influence of the herb, or a sapta - it is nothing to run into.”
I think I’ll write to Elder Wooshy and get his input. Vik’wa says it’s a rite of my people, one I likely should have experienced in my youth that Weylo kept me from. What a dick. I find so often he left me hanging when he should have been helping out. I thought that was just how it was, but no. Vik’wa suggested I write down what Is aw the other night, to keep it handy for when I get in touch with Wooshy, or some such shaman. It took some thinking about, but I finally agreed. I’ll write that in a day or two, after I calm down. I feel so spooked from it, and then his letter. It’s been hard focusing. I drank a lot of coffee to get close to writing here, I’m so tired but every time I sleep I see it again. So I just stay awake to avoid it. I can still smell the burned flesh and fur of the grimtotem Xet attacked. I can feel Weylo beating me when I sleep. I can’t sleep. I won;t sleep for now.
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