Yesterturn.

The events that transpired are but a blur to me. I know I injured my head. I know that my cane is broken.

Were they separate events? Did I misjudge a step and snap the fine wood in two, sending myself to a painful end? How long was I there before someone found me?

I ask these questions, but another comes to mind.

When I asked Valya, I was informed that this was Achelle's doing. That small woman? Unlikely to be heavier than seven stones, but capable of cracking my skull? I don't believe it to be the truth, but perhaps there is validity in it.

I was told I goaded her, that definitely seems like me. Then why is my cane broken? Did she use it as a means of furthering the assault? Certainly not! Certainly that is beyond such caring hands.

Now, with head bandaged and not just one Cleric fusing over me, I set out to find answers.