the arbiters crackled all around us half of our party was unconscious and we were running on fumes. our warrior shouted out a battle cry and our paladin slammed down her shield. she chanted a prayer to Halone asking for protection, the warrior twirled his axe in a wide arc cleaving the arbiters in twain. we felt rather that saw a massive bold of lightning strike her shield it glowed red hot as if straight out of the forge she tossed it at Ramuh and we prepared for our final assault on against the lord of Levin. I remembered from my training that there was one spell in my arsenal that had no equal and began the chant for Thal drawing in the aether around me I bent it to my will. the whitemage coaxed more of the elements into my spell and with a resounding crack of magic I passed out. I awoke in mother Miounne's inn surrounded by the party sharing drinks and food. this is the day I met my free company and the best friends I have.( if I am chosen I would like the Ahriman Choker)