Reed t'lls me he's on da move, so I'm like, "Awesome, time t' go 'venturing again!" Obbiously I ain't ganna let 'im go off and get hiself killed like he'd like t' do, as 'e is lible t' do if I ain't round.
So we're off, travelin' bout for months, running around in circles, eating from the same barrel of pickled herring until my sweat smells like rotten fish and even his doggie avoids bein' downwind from me. The very idea of stopping for dinner time made me lose me appetite toward the end, there. Reed insists we ain't got no time to hunt nothing not pickled and in barrels, though, much less find a decent tavern with some decent swill.
When we finally catch up to whatever ghost Reed was a'chasin, turns out we're a minute too late! Not even so much as a thank you from that lot, neither. BUT I FINALLY GOT TO SEE A DRAGON!! There were two of 'em, but by the time I came up, pantin' n' out of breath, they had both flown off.
The lads seem a tad on the morbid side. They're definantly the cup's half empty type. Also, it grieves me terrible to say they don't even 'ave a 'alf decent 'venturing name.
The one in robes took me up on me climbin bet, but 'e cheated! Least he gave me back me coin, though I was sportin enough to let 'im keep it. I learned a lesson 'bout making bets with pointy-ear'd ones, least.
'Fore long passed, we were talking to some tree-woman. She sent us to the mountains without so much as a toasted croc' leg to eat, and there was we continuing our n'er ending march to no-wheres.
We must 'ave been getting close, for long had passed the wolf-masked feller starts hoopin' and hollerin' a'tryin to wake up the whole country-side. I figured it must've been a success, cause here comes a big 'ol green dragon. Try as we might, he didn't eat us after all! Fact is, now we're 'pose to be working for him, or sumtin like that.
I am glad t' be out an' about, don't get me wrong, I just wish'd there was more in the way of vittles out here. Reed n' me are about t' start growin gills at this rate!
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you know you're odd even for a halfling right? just saying, dat boy ain't right.
So true to my word, I enjoy the extra commentaries from players/characters = BONUS PRIZE!
you get a toasted crocodile leg - this leg when eaten gives you a +2 to all defenses until the end of your next turn, as well as 10 temporary HP! and most importantly the wonderful flavor of cajun cooking!
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