Alright?
Well, it’s been a busy night, and ma wee stumpy legs haven’t stopped running around like a mad thing.
We’ve been on the trail of this mad-case sorcerer, who’s gone soft in the heed or somethin’, and he’s been causing us all sorts of grief.
Of course, this is after we had tae fight oor way through an abandoned city, storm a hotel in the city full o’ drow elves and agree tae take word through the land for the bloody Prince o’ armies assembling to cause mischief an’ that.
Anyway, last night the auld bugger appeared in the camp, and we had tae kick his arse a bit afore he vanished again. It’s rare and handy having a loaded Paladin, let me tell ye.
Of course, having a gnome as dangerous and deadly as I am is much more important tae the world, but then that’s why I’m a legend, and Joemer isnae.
Let me tell ye a wee bit about the scrap….
The moon was high in the night sky and we were camped just off the trail through the forest, and all o’ a sudden, wan o’ my dogs, Eejit-Features, started pulling at his chain. We all woke up right quick, and none too soon, as the sorcerer appeared out the darkness.
Well, no sooner did he appear than we opened up on him. I fired aff a crossbow bolt at him, right into his scrawny ribs, but he must have been using dark freaky magic, because it didn’t seem to hurt him at all. Lia, oor tidy wee elven sorceress wi’ attitude fired off a wand o’ hers at him, getting rid of the local darkness, as fireballs have a wont to do.
Oor Paladin and the dwarf both ran right at him, and started skelping him around, and me bein’ fearless and that, ran forward and tried to trip him up wi’ ma whip. Anyway, we ended up with this half-dead sorcerer on his back, and we were smacking him around merrily while he fired off spells and that at us, and then the bugger vanished on us.
What a shite-bag!
Anyway, the injured folk in the party – not me – bandaged themselves up, and we got the camp sorted back oot again, and got the heed doon for the rest o’ the night.
The following day proved to be pretty interesting too, when we met this big, black and freaky shadow creature thing, but oor Paladin came tae the rescue on his big wolf, and tore right in aboot it. Weirdest bloody pin-cushion I’ve ever seen, yon big creature, wi’ a broken lance sticking oot its belly.
Later on, we got attacked by a wee band of goblins, and made short work of them, and did the same wi’ another bunch o’ orcs.
Anyway, we’re bedded doon’ for the night again, and I guess we’ll see whit the morning will bring, eh?
