Daolyth's Diary - 1112 September - Day 4

I spent most of the day making good progress, as the weather was fair and the ground along the shore firm going even as it rose to the cliffs. I felt confident that I would reach the next ruin marked on my map today.

I wasn't aware there were wolves on amnor. This proved inconvenient.

Also, fighting a pack of wolves is not nearly as practical endeavour  as fighting people.  I am once again grateful for my power and how I can shape it, but chanting constantly for two hours until I reached woodland, was extremely tedious. Eventually the wolves stopped harrying me, but I have taken the precaution of finding a defensible position to spend the night, the fortuitous discovery of an abandoned woodsman's cottage.

I have no shortage of wood for a fire and it is mostly dry, which mercifully spares me my more comedic efforts at fire lighting. I find myself reflecting as to what degree of woodcraft Apsenniel possesses and whether, should we be placed in this sort of situation, I will once again find myself humbled by her seemingly unlimited resourcefullness.

I should at least be able to light a fire without exploding wood everywhere. This is getting embarassing.