I had a most bracing fight with a tiger, a beast not unlike the lion I slew in my iniation, but larger. Sadly, it proved why this group has need of me so heartily. The beast tossed Shaft to the ground in a single blow, and knocked Arcadius to the ground with a mighty pounce. The other members of our party are, I fear, less suitable for combat. The unpronouncable one sang, and Tupper felt that his best course of action was to try and shoot at me.
But in the face of such odds, the spirit of Heracles came upon me. I lept on the beasts back, and smote it until it flew in terror. It was a great battle, and did much to improve my mood, soured as it was by having to face the treachery of long bouts of talking and planning and few valorous deeds.
Even Flam's affliction proved to have a properly manly solution. I had offered that, should it prove to much for him, I would with great honor see to it that he had no chance to do evil. He declined my offer, as well as my offer to bind him, lest the spider take his mind. I am concerned at his lack of forethought in this, but it proved not so bad.
We took him to the cleric of Thor for healing. Though he is not my Heracles, I feel that Heracles smiles on this lesser god. For his solution to this afflition was to draw the evil presence out of Flam, and put it into a form upon which we could inflict the wrath of the gods. We were not to participate for some time (irritating, but such are the gods), but when finally Arcadius and I were allowed to fight the evil, he proved that he is, perhaps, not entirely unmanly.
The bard and Tupper, though, I'm not so sure about.
It is now my hope that the spider has entirely left Flam. I believe that his unwillingness to allow me to bind him shows that the spider gods had already begun to rob him of his honor. I can only hope that it can now be restored in full.
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