“Stupid. Bloody. Fights.”

In 2010, I created a D&D character known as E’kai Komataree, a 4th Edition Dragonborn Paladin-then Warlord-then Hybrid Warlord/Paladin for a homebrew campaign.
What follows is E’kai’s personal journal which was originally started as a recap of the previous play session (we were only playing once a month), but then transitioned into a way for me to expand her character.

Our group of adventurers find a gate to another world and artifacts that bring forth memories of past lives…Destinies that have yet to be fulfilled.

Stupid bloody fights.
Lots of blood. Deep pit. Can’t hit anything worth shit. What a terrible fucking fight. And this blood is getting into all of my armor creases, can’t move through it without it splashing every damn where. We did find a bag of holding from the last fight though, and I grabbed it to store my javelins in. I’m tired of having to grab them from the Ranger before every fight, and if we get surprised, then I don’t have them…

And we have to drop through the pit to get down. Think I should just throw Eldaar and Corrina down there and listen for the screams and or crunch as they hit bottom…