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====== Acorn Claypot ====== {{ http://www.abreojogo.com/files/images/halfling%20thief.jpg}} Acorn is a halfling rogue. He is a recent addition to the Lockenport Irregulars, but has extensive previous adventuring experience as a veteran of the Red Hand of Doom campaign in the northern valelands. He was once eaten by a behir (he tried to reason with it first). He wandered to Lockenport not long after that. <strong>Were you born in Lockenport, or elsewhere?</strong> ===== Acorn's Journal ===== So today I left home for the first time and EVERYBODY turned out to see me go and wave me goodbye! Joined up with a group of adventurers. One of them is a very cute dwarf, gets surly when I get too close. She must like me. Jumping off a cliff is only fun on the way down. Ooooh! I answered this riddle and got some really neat armour!!! I've made friends with this really cool little goblin. Do I need to mention that I hate the undead? The priests sacrificed all the villagers in a lake of blood. We couldn't save them. I feel sick. Don't talk to ME about tentacles and the Gates to Hell. Today I was eaten by a Behir. Not really eventful, otherwise. It was a pity she turned out to be an evil Spider woman, I liked her. I must leave - Synn will kill herself over love for me. Made it to Lockenport and joined the Irregulars. Ale is not bad here, must find a better place to sleep than the stables. There was something fishy with the Behir we were supposed to capture on my first Lockenport Irregulars mission. It talked back. So I did the obvious thing, which was to refuse to capture him, look after his health and abandon the mission. My heart was sore anyway, having lost Beatrice and Gertrude to some frightful dogs. Anyway, there is lots of good news. I liked my team mates, they all seemed very smart and none of them threatened to kill me. A wonderful lady called Stoella, and a heavy guy called Clunk (he has NO pockets), a gnome called Leetor who was our leader, this one guy I can't remember his name, he kept healing me, and some other blokes too. Maybe I'll see them again and they'll tell me their names. More good news is that the horses in the stable are unable to eat the circlet I got from the faery queen. I really MUST find better lodgings.

acorn.1299768144.txt.gz · Last modified: 2011/03/10 16:42 by Alicia Thomas-Woolf