Quentis talks slowly. Such a bore. I’m ready to make some money. Our group consists of an idiot barbarian, a tiefling, and an elf. Hopefully the elf can provide some sort of semblance of high-brow conversation.
How is it that the barbarian speaks Goblin? Ridiculous. Regardless, this dwarf problem should be easy to deal with. Time to set off. Adventure awaits!
We’ve encountered some dwarves. They look suspicious. Also, the eavesdropped. I’m not being biased towards dwarves, I was suspicious of them before they eavesdropped.
A troll stole a baby; such a filthy creature. I’m beginning to like the barbarian. He listens somewhat.
We defeated the troll. Dok was pretty kickass and I was a whirling, sword-slinging machine. We rescued the baby too. No money reward, though.
Hotboxed my helmet again.
Troll came back. I did a sick flip, in full fucking armor!, and speared that bitch with two javelins. Then the others burnt it, which is apparently what we were supposed to be doing. Valil and I took care of the troll’s head. This is awesome. Adventuring is a blast!
We’re making camp for the night.
Woke up to a fire. Great. Wouldn’t have happened on my watch, lemme tell ya.
Saved a flaming cart. Valil bought a straw doll. Pervert.
I’m supposed to remember a shop called Tiny’s Wares.
Went to sleep. For real this time. I took first watch and, as it should have been from the beginning, it was uneventful.
Doc has a shoulder goblin.
Came across an ogre guarding a bridge. I am not falling for this nonsense. Paid a gold and got across.
Ogre’s name is Twowrote.
We’ve been walking and chatting. Talking about our pasts. It’s chill. Valil’s a douche though. A peasant douche, no less.
Vezryn tried to put a woman with a broken leg out of her misery. Wtf? And then Doc smashed her leg up even worse. It was nuts.
Valil is the violent brute I expected him to be. He slapped me, but I refused to hit him back. Bet the fool thinks that means he won. Helios would respect my decision.
Aw crap, we forgot about the dwarves.