They call me the herald. I say I am nothing more than a bear tamer who does a p*ss poor job at taming much of anything. I wonder how the people would react if they saw their herald - their hero - running away when a couple of bears he stumbled upon successfully ran a tag-team operation on me. And, not just me, but my entire party of people! Yep, walloped so well that we had to tuck tail and run down an embankment, check the map, and chart a course for the nearest campsite where we could lick our wounds and regroup.
I am not so sure they would think of me as a herald, and it is likely best that the only people around to see this are people who have somehow been conned into following me out into the wilderness and running into things that we are just simply not prepared for. A dragon! I sent one valiant fighter (Cassandra) into the area to scout things out, that dragon merely LANDED near her (not even ON her, just near her!) and she was laying there dead. After our group had run the other way, Cassandra somehow met up with us later on down the road with a new look in her eye. Was it disdain? She never speaks of it, but I am sure she is less than pleased to have been volunteered by the "so-called" herald to be the one who had to test those waters. She is much quieter than she used to be though... so that is a plus. I just have this feeling in the back of my mind that, should she get the opportunity, she will gladly (and "accidentally" I am sure) slice my achillies and run - the sound of her laughter growing more distant as she gets further away. That, I suppose, would make us even.
No, at this point I am not so sure about this whole "herald" thing. If I was chosen to lead the world into greatness and order, you'd think I would at least be able to handle a couple of bears. I am sure, should the people catch wind of this, they would assume I was simply some daft fool who happened to trip on a rock when the whole explosion happened and it was dumb luck that I am standing here today. Each day I grow a little stronger though...one day I will see what is on the other side of that river.
Todays journal entry...
Dear Journal -
Ran into more bears today. Guess I will try reaching that tree in the distance another day.
P.S. - I hate bears
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