Airing out curses

My friends are still cursed and we should get rid of that, considering how many snakes there are in the jungle. We research the curse a lot and come to the conclusion that the curse is probably from the snake people and we should ask their god, Ydersius to please take the curse away from them. We do the ritual in Sakvroth, a very guttural language. I made the idol that we stitch shut and even get a bonus lucky day: I can use all my research for a paper to turn in on this material. Win-win!

We get invited to a ceremony to celebrate our promotion to conversant, leaving some of our higher years behind. I was dreading speaking for so many people, but I tried to not make it about myself, but about all the people still not being accepted at the University. There was some applause, but I don’t know if my words would really reach them, so I changed shape to my original form, which was so scary! I saw winces, groans and more, but people should accept this, I’m done with always conforming to what other want me to be, it’s time I made some space for myself!

I’ve been researching a strange pull I’ve been feeling for months, it turned out to be a different kind of gate, attuned to the elemental plane of air. It’s so much different from that of wood, so quick, nimble, electrifying. It takes a lot of effort to get used to, but this is a completely new chapter for my growth. I can’t wait to show my friends.

I wasn’t hoping for such a dangerous event to show them. Hairy small humans, with some demonic influence assaulted us on the way back from an assignment. It was very touch and go, but finally our tactics seemed to work better. We communicated and relied on each other’s strengths. We prevailed without anyone fainting, which is always a win…