Broem, alas, is dead. Whatever curse afflicted him was ultimately beyond our power to reverse, and it should not be surprising that the villagers blamed us. Neither does it really surprise me that this would result in fear and rioting; even trained soldiers fear magic, so what can one expect from superstitious villagers, especially when Se Tema displays his powers so openly before them? My training told me there was no way for us to stand against the mob, especially without our equipment. But what else was there to do? Even with invisibility, getting my comrades and their equipment out safely would have been like sneaking elephants out of a caravan. It was only Lord Thane’s intervention that saved us, and the price of that salvation was banishment from Tamarind Village. The injustice still stings, but in the end, it’s about the best we could have expected.
It seems that Broem left some armor and a sword for Thrang. He’ll need training, but the change seems to suit him. I’m not certain that I can say the same of my own changes. I went to scratch my nose today and nearly removed it from my face. My … scaly face. It’s fortunate that I managed to get a Hat of Disguise; no one else must know of this until I can determine what is happening to me.