Sorry about that! It took a while to clear the fuzz from my mind. I can tell you definitively, gentle onlookers, that there were in fact some sort of red lizards. One took a very nasty bite out of me, causing me to bleed profusely and nearly lose my wits. But once again, as soon … Continue reading Pepsi’s Tale, Session Six
Pepsi’s Tale, Session Five
Strange. The warlock is talking about the conversation we just had with the guard, except at greater length and with details I do not remember hearing before (such as some symbol the bandits were wearing). After this "cut scene", as he called it, we took a brief moment to introduce ourselves (the other halfing is … Continue reading Pepsi’s Tale, Session Five
Pepsi’s Tale, Session Four
Spirits were low as we fled Lord Angar's castle. The sewer came out at the ocean. A few of us took the opportunity to wash off in the (relatively much) cleaner water, while bickering over what next grew. I'm reasonably certain that Lord Angar didn't know who I am, but I'm regrettably recognizable. I'd like … Continue reading Pepsi’s Tale, Session Four
Pepsi’s Tale, Session Three
Have you picked up on any of my misgivings about this adventure thus far? Perhaps I'm "just" a halfling, but past history has taught me the value of knowing what's going on. To reiterate: the majority of this crew was pressed into service as escorts for this warlocks, we were repeatedly waylaid by bandits on … Continue reading Pepsi’s Tale, Session Three
Pepsi’s Tale, Session Two
OK. Where was I? Right. Wolves. Then thieves. Then, in a foolish exhibit of mercantilism, we loaded the corpses of the bandits and their bloody weapons onto the hay, thus soaking hay worth a considerable amount of gold with blood. Not to worry, though, I'm pretty sure I can spin it as high in iron. … Continue reading Pepsi’s Tale, Session Two
Pepsi’s Tale, Session One
Greetings, dear reader. First of all, I have a request to make of you: do not tell any of my companions about this journal! They do not know that I have studied BoingBoing's Spell of Journal Writing. I am but a halfling rogue; I fear my wizard and warlock associates would take offense at my … Continue reading Pepsi’s Tale, Session One
Party!
So I held me a party last night, in celebration of twenty-seven successful journeys around the sun. Huzzah! The party started a little shaky, with too much television and not enough talking, but that was rectified by the time I got back from picking up the sushi. I thank television hockey for that. And from … Continue reading Party!
