I must be brave, but I am so afraid. This Silver Sea… where is up? Lorphen, please show me where the sky is. We go to some floating large rock, there’s a crater. I must be brave. There’s a cave. Can they hear me breathing so loud? I fall, oh thank Lorphen I didn’t die. We found a crate, but there should be more. We have to go further in. I must be brave. Goblins, space goblins? BOOM!!! Oh Lorphen, oh Lorphen, what was that am I dead, it hurts so bad. I’m not dead there’s more. I swing my mace, I swing and swing. I have to heal myself, I’m suppose to be healing the others. Found another crate, but we have to go further to find the rest. Do they see my hands trembling. More goblins, oh my, so many more. Holden ran on. Oh no there’s to many, my skin is burning, oh no, oh Lorphen….
Blackness.
I’m not worthy. I feel nothing. I’m not worthy.
“Dorin…”
Who’s there, what’s that light, getting brighter can’t see. Coming into focus. She’s so beautiful. It’s Lorphen.
“Dorin, your heart has only known peace for so long. You have made me proud, but there is a time for peace, but…”
Who is that behind her? Bramd…
“…there is also a time to pick up your mace.”
It goes dark again. I hear sounds of battle. Over me stands the Paladin.
I grab my mace.