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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aust Meliamne" data-source="post: 960" data-attributes="member: 95">BEHOLD! Thoughts from a Halfling I have been traveling with this party for several days now, and only now I have decided to start a journal. I am on a back of a wagon pretending to be a child. I have decided to remain fairly quiet this part of the journey as we have another ten-day to go. There was nothing much of my life to speak of before I met this four. Should anyone find this script on my warm, or warmed over, corpse I shall begin with me. I am Kalaya Littlewood from Luiren. Being a halfling I am very small, perhaps no larger than a 5 year old human. This is why I get to play the child. I was the daughter of merchant parents who traveled extensively throughout many lands. As I matured I wanted a little more stability in my life. The Order of the Hin Fist was that stability…or so I thought. I learned the ways of masters, becoming a decent martial artist. Mind you, I am still at a disadvantage for my size, but I am able to hold my own rather well. If I can't beat it, it will never catch me to beat me. Unfortunately, I did not finish my training, much to the dismay of the elders. "Kay…..you have but a short time left, why go now?" they asked me repeatedly. I never told them that I was in love. That desire was stronger than anything they were teaching me there. I left in the dark of night to be with Eldon Burrowfoot. I knew him as a child from travels with my parents. Luckily for Eldon and I, my parents decided to set up a shop. We stayed for several years. When my parents decided to move their shop to a city far away, I was still too young to stay with Eldon. I vowed I would be back to be with him. But this was all for naught. Shortly after I left the Order, I got word that the Zhentarim had killed Eldon. What was I to do? I could not go back to the Hin Fist. What would they say? I spent a ten-day just wandering around the land. I was empty. I ended up in Ashabenford in Mistledale. There I took a job in a stable. I met a half elf there. Her name is Braya. She is the daughter of the man that I worked for. She and I became close friends. I was sorry that I had to leave her when I got word that the man who killed Eldon may be in Athkatlan. It was a bittersweet departure, as the last time that I left someone that I cared for so much, they were taken from me. This brings me to this unlikely group. I met them after they had dispatched a few robbers of a merchant in Athkatlan. I was close enough to fight, but stayed out, as I had no idea who was who in the melee. Far be it for me to jump in and end up helping the robbers. I sort of invited myself into the party. The merchant was looking for people to do a job for him. I like money, better yet, I needed money. I planned to just do the job and then move on. But after we did the first job, I heard that a few of the party were looking for Zhentarim as well. I decided to ride things out and see if I can use them just like they are using me. I have nothing in common with any of them really, and feel more of an accessory than a part of the group. I could drop off the side of this wagon now to hunt the Zhent on my own with no problems I am sure. But there is strength in numbers. I will start with the one called Gruush. He is a half-orc MONK! Now we all know that orcs are not known for being the sharpest arrow in the quiver, but this one appears to have a semblance of a brain. Sometimes. To listen to him speak you would think he spent his years eating schoolbooks, not reading them. But if you see him in action, you will see that he was well trained. You can't teach someone if they don't have the ability to comprehend what you are telling them. Gruush stinks. I guess that is his "character" so it is said. You would think that someone would teach him to bathe. We'll leave that for another time, and hopefully another person. I thought that he and I would be the best suited, as we are both monks. But my happy, and talkative demeanor does not mesh well with his strict upbringing. I can only imagine that he thinks of me as insolent to the cloth. Perhaps I am. Then there is Misha. Hummm........... When I first met him he called himself "Burning Rose". Why, I do not know. He is a rugged human with a fighter flare to him. I thought I would get along with him, that is until I saw his unthinking, uncaring, brash side. We got along well. I was fascinated by his mannerisms, his intelligence. I'll be honest, his qualities reminded me of Eldon. We were "stuck" together so it seemed in the first part of our journey. He and I were sent to talk to some village folk. We found a few harlots who had some information but not all of what we needed. Some time after that, we went into a shop. We were there of course to ask more questions. Well the shop keep didn't like that at all. He called for a woman, Anteashara was her name and much to my surprise they attacked us. Misha is quite skilled with the sword. The first time I witnessed him severing a head all I could say was "excellent!". We dispatched the foes and Anteashara was the only one left alive. We tried to get information from her. Now I am all for killing when I have to, but not the helpless. Even though Anteashara did nothing to help us verbally, she would have been useful as a hostage perhaps. But alas, the one who I would get along with the best did a vile thing. He plunged his sword into her helpless body. I was and still am angered, hoping one day I will understand his reasoning. Then there is Karanaj. He is a human that is well adept at magic. Frankly, I do not trust him. There were a couple instances that made me wonder that something was amiss in the party. There was a time that I had gotten a little…. ok, A LOT drunk. Well they were all in a tiff to get going and I had just gotten served. So I downed the ale faster than an elven arrow. The power of the brew hit me nearly right away. I could barely stand. Misha was nice enough to put me on his shoulders. Shortly after I was knocked off. OH YES it was intentional. Everyone said that it was just me, but it felt like a punch to the gut. I promptly sobered up after emptying the contents of my stomach. I thought it was Vallia playing with me and getting me all riled up. Then there was the dark spell. Misha, who did not want to listen to the group decided to go traipsing off through some brambles and was making a hell of a ruckus. All of a sudden he became "Dark Boy" as I so "lovingly" dubbed him. Again, the blame was placed on the circumstance. But get this. On our last journey, while acting the part of child to the utmost of my ability, I caught Karanaj about ready to cast on me. He didn't thankfully, but I was nearly sure that he was the one who knocked me off of Misha's shoulders. Again, I do not trust him. He keeps to himself and serves very well as a guard for the party. He seems to have a thing for Vallia, even though I don't think he will ever admit it. I don't know if I will ever have the opportunity to speak with him. If I do, it will give me the chance to change my mind about him, if necessary. And now Vallia, that wench beast Vallia. She is SOOOO pompous that I am somewhat happy she took a javelin in the chest. Well maybe that is too crass. I don't normally wish harm on anyone. She plays the harlot so well. First swooning all over Karanaj, and now all over Misha. They say that it is a merely a charade, but what better way to hide things than out in the open. They are so madly in love it sickens me. Call me jealous…. ok I am jealous. I knew that kind of love once, and have it no more. It is very distracting to me, due to the fact it reminds me of Eldon and I. Perhaps that is why I was a really bratty child. I did take that bit very far, but for the good of the party. Vallia may turn out to be a good person. As strange as this may sound after what I have said of her, she is the reason I decided to stay with the party. She too hunts the Zhents. So for now I will travel with them. I feel alone, as I don't get along with them, as I should. But then again this is a new adventure for us all and things can change in an instant.</blockquote>

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