text: The flame of the Spark is strong within you today, and your fingers itch with the desire to channel your magic.
  
  This is it... this is how it feels to have an adventure! If not for the seriousness of the situation, you would laugh with delight.
  > You will grab a sword from a fallen soldier and join them into the fray.
  Some strange fever grips you, and you grab a heavy looking sword from one of the fallen.
  
  Brandishing it in both hands, you roar out a challenge that comes from the heart, and charge the goblins. Suprised by your fierceness, the goblins shrink back from you, and you cut down two of them before they realize it.
  
  
  However, your clothings offer little protection against the barbed knives, and you are soon swarmed by the evil beings. One goblin cuts your sinews from behind, bringing you down to the ground with a scream of rage, and it is only a matter of time before one of the wicked, barbed knives finds the way to your throat and to your heart.