I whirled and spun and kept my shield up.
Or maybe I'm getting ahead of myself? I was in what was technically a jacket and trousers of leather, minus a few critical pieces. And the boots were just never going to fit right without some shapeshifting that I just wasn't (yet) able to do. <1>
"Get him! Kill the [Censored]!" one of the citizens shouted, trying to poke me with a short and blunt chunk of metal. I mean, seriously. If you're going to try killing someone with near a dozen of your friends, at least take the time to properly care for your weapons.
And... MAYBE... bring someone with two or three levels in a "kills-people" type class.
"Keep near me!" Bigni shouted.
"No!" I replied. "Learn to watch your backswing first."
"Your loss." he said, smashing his shield into one of the human's mouths.
Please forgive me, life became more distracting than normal. Part of the new job is a wonderful set of benefits, including dental. Not full dental, the kind of dental that my wallet wishes was full dental; but that's a side issue.
My point is that I haven't had dental insurance for near onto seven years, now. The deep cleaning was... not pleasant. My gums are still bleeding when I chew, and my teeth feel more sensitive... but they're clean; they feel more like MY teeth, if that makes sense.
I'm healthy, all the boxes have checks in them, and my health savings plan has taken care of most of the expenses. So THAT bit of distraction is taken care of, for a while.
Please quit sending me summoning quills; I *KNOW* that I'm behind. Not just a little behind, but the sort of behind where you can't even see where you should be. Working on it, but also trying to read back chapters; Rhishi has LOTS of points that just aren't accounted for (yet).
It's been over a week, not going to try to count up all the stones. Thank you for them, your emotional support is among the reasons I keep at this project. Thank you for your ongoing support, it means more to me than I can put into words; it makes all of this worthwhile.