I am happy to report that my wound seems to be healing. It is still a bit painful, but no longer affecting my weapon play. I was beginning to get very worried about the continued disappearance of Rubyrae, but thankfully during my travels I met fellow kin member Kinthorin the dwarf, who reported to me that she was alive and well and staying at the Forsaken Inn. I think that she must have forgotten about that bandage!
Anyway, it was a pleasure to see Kinthorin again. I helped him with a quest that he was undertaking at Ost Cyrn, including defeating a particularly nasty looking Tarkip Slaughterer. He made a very loud thud when he hit the ground, I can tell you! The orc I mean, not Kinthorin!
Anyway, Kinthorin decided to join me for the evening meal. We made camp in the old ruins, with Weathertop now seemingly far on the horizon. It won’t be too long now and we will be leaving the desolate lone lands.