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Chapter 5

Today, my search for the Lady Baerinika's sacred ground ended. Using my axe,
I hacked my way through some exotic shrubbery and came onto a mist-covered altar.
There, almost as though he had been waiting for me, was Isendor. Before I could blink,
we were engaged in a discussion of my past, and he taught me more of courage in a few moments
than I had learned in the years that laid behind me. Most importantly I learned that courage
has nothing to do with what others say or think of me. And though the dark-skinned fiend cursed me,
it is myself which determines whether this curse will have any effect.

I also spoke to her of what I must do, to achieve both purity and prove myself
courageous to none other than me. I must face my own flaws, my own fears, and tackle them
head on. For me, I think part of the way to do this is through rigorous training, so that
I do not hesitate next time I face a fearsome magic fiend, but rather spring into combat.
There are other fears and flaws I will have to face as I continue in my quest, and I will have to be open
to them all. Lastely, Priest Isendor gave me the blessing of the Huntress in White, and
I must admit that it was the most wonderful feeling I have yet had. Today is a good day,
filled with hope for the first time in ages.