Entry 4: Getting a Hand

Where did I leave off? Ah yes, my arm had just gotten ripped off and I was unconscious. This part gets fuzzy as, obviously, I was unconscious and was unaware of what happened, so this is information from Aj and the others. As they heard my yell from being attacked, they came and found my arm-less body on the ground. They quickly rushed me back to The Heroes Encampment, although by this time I’d already caught a fever and was shaking all over. Rose and Aj stayed with me in Jade Tower while Zara and Liari tried to find a cleric to bring back my arm. They were unsuccessful and had to send a letter to get someone to come. I was apparently constantly muttering words that never really seemed to line up, although I seem to remember having dreams of my past, things I would not want others to hear about. After a couple hours, a cleric came and began collecting things to regenerate my arm. By this point, I had come back to conciseness, but was for some reason unable to speak in any other language than Elvish. After some time, the cleric gathered all the materials to regenerate my arm. We went into a building and he began the ritual. This gave me an immense amount of pain, but knowing that it would be better in the long run, I went on. Eventually, the ritual was finished and my arm was back, if not a bit weaker. And that is how I lost my arm. We are still in the Wastelands, so I’m sure I’ll have another story to tell.