Blaze's Fiery Ramblings Pt.3 - Monastery in the Mountains

**Blaze's Fiery Rambling's Pt 3**

So those Mubo fuckers tried to run us outta town. Had a gun to an old man’s back who ‘confessed’ to seeing us worshipping demons or some shit. It was turnin’ into a real standoff and I was itchin’ to teach these fools a lesson, but the others decided it might be best for us to sleep on it up near the Monastery. I was still too damn hungover to argue so I went along with it- but then those little shits I was telling you about attacked the town again with the mist coming rolling in. They brought somethin’ a little more impressive with em’ this time though- the wind spirit everyones so scared of ‘round here, by the name of Fuko.

Well, good reason for that, he packs a helluva punch. Those yellow-bellied Mubo brothers turned tail and ran, leavin us to fend for ourselves and protect the town. You’d have been proud of me **baby**, I know you always told me I oughta treat people nicer, and I saved lives today, I ain’t blowin’ smoke up my own ass when I say the whole lot of ‘em mighta been cooked without me. We managed to send Fucko on his way, the Mubo’s weren’t lying when they say he comes back, turns out he don’t die he just zooms his way back up the mountain to the Monastery. We heard some kind of magical chiming sound ring through the town which seemed to call off the mists, I got my suspicions about those Mubo brothers ‘cause it seemed awful coincidental.

There was a bit of chaos as the fight ended and everyone got back on their feet. **Gigi** was a lil’ worried about her glowing red hands which I thought was just some fancy new trick she was showin’ off but apparently it was from some kind of side effect of the blue mist, go figure. **Tannin** had a bit o’ fire in her belly and was just about tearin’ the mayor’s door down tryin’ to get her to let us in. I didn’t wanna get involved cause I’d be likely to burn the fuckin’ thing down otherwise, so I set up my tent outside- I always did like sleepin outside better anyhow, and my head was still throbbing from that hangover.

So the mayor eventually let up and let the others in to rest the night, and in the morning we took a vote to what we were gonna do next. I wanted to round up those Mubo assholes and give ‘em hell for breakfast, but the others thought chasin’ after Fucko was more prudent and clearing out the rest of the ghosts in the Monastery.

So that’s what we did, with your help again **baby**. That fuckin’ Leonin that looked like death warmed up died though, but that seemed a small mercy after seein’ his face. We left him there while we searched the monastery, took a kip, and the fucker crept on up back to us again, that thing ain’t natural - turns out he has a name, **Kronk**.

Anyway, we went further down the Monastery, finding a warehouse full of useless shit, and a couple of trapped chests and a couple of would-be robber victims next to em. That little Goblin **Tannin’s** got keen eyes, spotted a secret door that led us lower again.

Shit just keeps getting weirder- the fuckin wall was covered in arms and tried to eat us, and very nearly did to **Tannin** and **Drago**. The thing apparently has a name but you know I ain’t so good with my letters so I ain’t even gonna try cause it’s a fuckin mouthful. Burnin’ it didn’t seem to do much so I just slow-cooked it from a distance, I’ll have to turn up the heat next time.

**Drago** and **Tannin** weren’t lookin’ so good after gettin themselves ate, and as much as I hate to leave a job unfinished we decided it was time to head back home and recover- it’s been a hell of a few days, but I can’t wait to kick back a lil’ with you back in Hope, **baby**.