Jahnas’ Journal Day 3 – Kythorn 14 1497 DR/139 PR

Today I spent most of the day just trying to learn two new spells.  I made some progress on learning Mage Armor but still cannot quite make it work.  At least once I figure it out this should be something quite useful.  I can make scrolls for the village to have on hand not only for goblin raids, but also for when the caravan comes.  I am also quite close to being able to cast Identify on my own.  The problem is the expense of the spell preventing me from doing any real tests.  This, too, should help with the caravan visits.  We will no longer have to be completely trusting when the traders try to pass off wares for more than they actually are.  I know Dask in particular will appreciate me learning it.  I am certain he spent three whole days out in the clearing with those so-called ‘dancing shoes’ last month.  I think I saw them being used for a squirrel nest on our walk.  If I did not know any better, I would have said that dervish woman had cast an actual spell on Dask.  He did not seem to take it to well when I suggested we could give her the dancing shoes.

Jahnas’ Journal Day 2 – Kythorn 13 1497 DR/139 PR

My leg was stiff this morning when I woke up, so I decided it was as good a day as any to get in a hike with Dask in the forest.  I enjoy getting away from the village like this, even though walking with this damnable staff and at such a slow pace is not like it used to be.  I agree with Magda when she says the only way to get rid of the limp is to walk it out and strengthen the leg again, but I fear the staff may become a permanent part of my daily life.  I know people lost much more from that raid than I did, but I cannot help feeling as though part of me is gone.  I was never going to be one of the town’s frontline defenders like Dask, but at least I was not stumbling over nothing like one of the elders.  We go slowly, but Dask is patient with me.  In fact, Dask was more observant than usual.  He found me two good samples of the rare Leonotis leonurus, or ‘Griffon’s Tail’, before we headed home.  Dask was needed at his father’s forge.  It is impressive how much muscle that work will put on your frame.  I think he looks less like Leda every day…