Bizmuth, of the Wild of Mourn
Today, I was a knight and a sorcerer, a mentee to a dwarf and friend to a champion, and an initiate to the Least Mysteries. My path was the Path of Swords.
I was lost in the woods, and challenged a knight to a duel (despite protests from both my allies). We never found a mimic, which was a good thing, because I really, really hated mimics.
It's 11th November 2026. I don't think this game is for me.