Moments:
- Being a High Orc ordered to retreat. Having to take Snag's lesson about bottling my rage to heart was really, really awesome. (I only wish it had been OOG safer for me to back out of every fight we were in, but on some of those hills I was at risk of falling and crushing people.)
- Sitting in the tavern, angry, and having a squire walk up to me, clap me on the shoulder, and tell me I did a phenomenal job out there. I almost cried both IG and OOG.
- Sitting in the Ward, fuming, looking around at some tired and beaten lowbies, trying to decide how to deal with the Big Bad possibly coming down and destroying our Ward and killing all of us; and all of us agreeing that the thing to do was to make a last stand. It felt like the most awesome in-character decision I have ever made, even though I knew OOG there was no way that stand was going to work.
- The final battle. We were sore and tired IG and OOG, our skills were depleted, we were getting slammed again and again by waves of undead, with no mercy on anyone's face, and somehow we were getting through all of it. I don't love full-tilt fighting all the time but this was the right time for it and it was gorgeously done.
- Being level 9, turning around from a kill, and seeing the big bad of the entire campaign, right there, in sword reach...and having him look scared when I waded in and started hitting him. Never have I been so proud to get hit by a Terror.
- The hugging, whooping, roaring, and celebrating at the end of the battle. You really saw that for all we had our differences, the heroes were a dysfunctional family with immense respect and love for each other, and it was an awesome thing to be a part of.
This event was and will be pivotal for my character going forward, as much so as Snag offering him that blue belt his first event. I had a ton of fun and I'm looking forward to the next incarnation of the SF chapter immensely. Good work everybody!