When we went to train, we got back into our strange group dream. We disposed of the "numbers" puzzle (Errol's solution worked as promised!). Then we fought a pair of big golems. Somehow we "solved" that puzzle too, but we're not really sure how (takes some of the intellectual glory out of it.). Then we found out what "The final battle. You will win! You will lose!" meant - we somehow ended up fighting OURSELVES (more specifically, a group who looked and acted just like us). Somehow, the good "we" triumphed. I'm not sure how, since I died almost immediately. The bad Vaugner used me for target practice, and I didn't it see it coming, so I was unable to use the masters' vaunted "snatch the arrow" technique. I seem to have this recurring problem where bad things come at us and I just sit around gaping like a fool. Must work on those reflexes! Were I a god, I think I would also ban arrows from my domain. It seems like such a cowardly (though undeniably effective) way to fight.

I'm excited about my next training. I'm going to learn a technique called "spring attack" whereby I jump in, whomp on something, and then jump back out. Maybe I'll get hit less often. Plus, I've been watching Kestrel trip things (chairs, tables, chests, the occasional monster.). I doesn't seem to work very well (at least the way Kestrel does it), but it does seem like a heck of a lot of fun. I think I'm going to try my hand at it. I've been thinking that maybe if I had some sort of big iron whip I could reach out and try to trip people from a distance. Since I usually have a hand free, it might work out nicely.

Time to head North. Must find that Adventurer's Convention.