Rhi Axtell – Writer

In my latest attempt at ‘illness distraction’, I have turned to a retro game I bought a while back called Dungeon Siege. Sometimes you need old-school graphics to really bring you out of your funk, you know?* Self-care is important.

*My doctor told me symptoms of my illness could last for up to a month, assuming there is no deeper, horrible cause, so prepare for a whole lot of posts about ‘my funk’.

Dungeon Siege is an action roleplaying game. In short, you play as a hero, moving up to a whole group of heroes as you complete more of the game. You hit bad guys with weapons, arrows, and spells, until you win. Ta da!

I didn’t sell that very well, did I? Let me try again with a more appropriate tone. Ahem.

Natalia’s hands gripped tightly around her wooden staff as she walked through the forest. She could still smell the smoke of the farm burning behind her. Her legs ached from running, but she couldn’t stop. She had to get to the city. She had to warn them of the attack. She had promised her father – promised him that she would.
His blood was still drying on her hands.
A twig snapped nearby. There was movement in the darkness of the trees. Natalia raised her staff again, swallowing. Her heart pounded in her ears. The monsters were coming to get her and she had no choice but to fight.

Ooooh that sounds dramatic, doesn’t it? That’s my fancy, made-up story of the first quest in this game, with my character, Natalia – farmer-turned-staff-wielding hero.

Anyway, I’ll get back to writing about creativity and mental health soon. I’m just taking it easy while I get used to everything I have to deal with at the moment.

See you tomorrow!