Mace's Prayers

[Session 1]

Hello Mountain King. It’s Mace again. Thank you for keeping the rain away while we walked through the pass in your side, that was nice. Daisy says thank you for the grass, it was very green and looked tasty. I guess it would be, being this close to you and all. Dirk says we’re stopping at a city soon, I hope I can still see you from there. The people we’re travelling with seem ok, I guess. The one who owns the wagons is a bit greedy, I think, but otherwise I think they’re good people. Dirk tells me one of them is unusual, because she didn’t have a picture on her armor or something. I don’t know, she seems nice too.

I wanted to tell you about my wife again, I know you have a lot on your mind these days. Her name was Margery, and she was beautiful. Her hair was almost brown, but it glittered in the sun, like a flower. The ones growing by the cliff to the west of the shaded path, you remember? The kind of red ones? Her hair looked almost like those, when the sun hit it just right. And she was kind, she always took care of everyone. She was great with Jo and Jehan. They… They were our children. I… I’ll tell you more tomorrow.

[Session 2]

Hello Mountain King. It’s Mace again. I hope you’re not busy. I’ve just been out playing with Bertie and Liz, they’re good kids. You’ll keep an eye out for them, won’t you? They’re not too far away, I can still see the windy trail from here. They’re in Greenest, by the way, like me. It looks like a nice city, except it was attacked by kobolds. I really hate kobolds. I’m sure you understand. I don’t like fighting, but kobolds are different. I should probably explain, so you don’t think less of me. We first saw the city in the distance, and we could see that it was on fire. The merchant was very cowardly, despite having soldiers, so she stayed behind as Dirk and I ran to the village. Well, Daisy and I ran to the village, you understand, but that’s just because Dirk has much shorter legs. The unusual woman came along as well, that was good. When we arrived at the city, we realized that it wasn’t just on fire, it was being raided by kobolds. I killed several kobolds, and I helped several people, including Bertie and Liz. Then I carried them into the fort on my shoulders, and we played until they had to go to bed. It’s been so long since I… They were almost the same age as Jo and Jehan, too…

Jo, she’s actually called Johanna, but I always liked to call her Jo, and Jehan, they were my children. Mine and Margery, from yesterday, remember? I took Jo up to meet you a few years ago, do you remember? She was very scared, but also very excited. I showed her where you lived, and she said it looked lonely. She was so much like her mother, always looking out for someone else. She was very good with Jehan, too. I was going to take Jehan up to you as well, before…

[pause]

I think Dirk had a rough day, he fell off a roof and he looked very upset when he saw all the kobolds. Remember to keep an eye out for him, I know he doesn’t talk to you much, but that’s just because he’s so proud. He thinks you don’t like him anymore, but I know you do. I’ll talk to you again tomorrow. I have to go talk to Dirk now, he’s talking to the unusual woman and he looks very confused.

[Session 3]

Oh Mountain King, hear my prayer. This man, Everett, lies dead. Soon he will rest in your embrace, and he will be with you until the mountains are dust in the wind. You may not have known him, and to be honest neither did I, but I hope you will take him in and care for him, now that he is gone. He lived a good life, I think, and he died before his time.

[pause]

It’s Mace, by the way, but I’m very busy right now, I’ll talk to you again later.

[Session 4]

Hello Mountain King. It’s Mace again. Today has been so strange, if I told you all about it you’d think I was Old Man Wilfred, always making up stories. But I’m not Old Man Wilfred, I’m Mace. I’ll tell you some of the things anyway. Just remember that it’s Mace, and I don’t make up stories. The strange woman without a picture on her armor was even stranger today, because she ran around without any armor, or even any clothes on. I don’t think that’s what knights or fancy ladies are supposed to do, and she’s both, so she should probably do neither. This happened down in the basement under the tower, so you wouldn’t have been able to see it, but I promise you it happened. Dirk also figured out that the terrible lizard-people can look just like regular normal people, except their blood is different. To figure out which of the regular-looking people in the castle were normal regular people and which one were actually terrible lizard people, Dirk decided to go around and stab them, but only like a little bit. I figured I’m probably not a terrible lizard person, but then I figured that’s probably exactly what a terrible lizard person would say, so I decided to let Dirk stab me a little just to be sure. If I was a terrible lizard person, I’d want Dirk to know. It hurt a bit, but I know Dirk didn’t mean to. I wasn’t a terrible lizard person, by the way, in case you were worried.

After Dirk had stabbed some other regular normal people, one of the people he stabbed turned out to be a terrible lizard person. I had to hurt him a little, but he was trying to hurt Dirk, and he was a terrible lizard person, so it’s probably all right. Right after that, we heard lots of sounds from outside the walls, and we saw families running towards the gate, with lots of children. We ran outside to help them, because some awful people were shooting them with arrows. We managed to help them inside the gate, but then more crocodiles showed up, and it was very scary. One of the people with the children helped with the crocodiles, and I helped him inside the castle when we could get away. He asked if we were in a circus, and seemed to think that was funny. I’ll have to remember to ask Dirk what a circus is.

I would like to tell you some about my family, but too much has happened today, and I don’t want to overwhelm you. I’ll talk to you again tomorrow.

Mace's Prayers

The Coast of Swords Riklurt Nallenon