AGFlynn
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Cludge Slatefist, Fighter 3 (HP:34 AC:15)
Cludge chuckles mildly and slaps Conuld on the shoulder. Buck up, me lad, he says. Many o' the best aventures start with a few pints too many. He muses briefly. In fact, all o' the ones I kin remember do... leastways, all the ones in dwarven tales.
Dragging Conuld to his feet, Cludge heads for the door. C'mon lad, Kurghaz wants ta see the city. An' I don't think considerin' his welcome here he should go by hisself. Maybe we kin find a tavern and kick off another aventure! he says with a loud guffaw.
But one thing I know is ya gotta get offa yer sorry duff or you'll disvolve inter a pile o' ooze.
Trouvere said:Conuld might have expected to have his spirits lift after arriving at their destination. Instead, he falls into a deeper slough. He dispiritedly confides in Cludge. "It's your fault, of course," he says. "You made me drink that dwarven whiskey, and next thing I know, I'm buying a horse and a month's dried food. And now we're on the other side of the world, from whence I had high hopes of bringing back knowledge of strange magics rarely seen in Orussus - and what do I discover? Besides a travelling salesman who visits once a year, I'm the only wizard for hundreds of miles around! Apparently. I left a library to pursue magic, and all I've found is an invitation to another library... whose name I can't even pronounce properly."
Cludge chuckles mildly and slaps Conuld on the shoulder. Buck up, me lad, he says. Many o' the best aventures start with a few pints too many. He muses briefly. In fact, all o' the ones I kin remember do... leastways, all the ones in dwarven tales.
Dragging Conuld to his feet, Cludge heads for the door. C'mon lad, Kurghaz wants ta see the city. An' I don't think considerin' his welcome here he should go by hisself. Maybe we kin find a tavern and kick off another aventure! he says with a loud guffaw.
But one thing I know is ya gotta get offa yer sorry duff or you'll disvolve inter a pile o' ooze.