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Almost There

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

 

He said his name was Balkumagan. “It is easy to see we are from a similar place, lady. I am Balkumagan, First Mate of the Shakalgimil, though alas, rather further from her and the Sea than I like.” He bowed elegantly, as one who knew well his manners.

 

Dyghus, the Great Strength, Chapter IV: One Step Forward

What kind of Adventure is this?: 
Story

With a curved bow in his hand, he marched through the barren wasteland underneath the mask of darkness the land has given him. Soon, he shifted from being out in the open towards the cover of trees and rocks to hide him from sight. He waited, and his instincts were correct for soon, he had heard voices. Voices he recognized – one was croaky and crisp with age and weariness, whilst the other was simply aggressive and showing strength through even his voice.

The Diary of a Conman

Author: 
Qhadar

IC - My diary. Like as not. Ale, ale, all hail ale!


OOC - A chronicle devoted to the diary of Qhadar, written by him ICly, and in his perspective. The diary will only ever include actual RP-Events that have taken place and thus the names of other characters may be excluded or included depending on the outcomes.

A Dwarf, a rock, and a loaf of bread [[ARCHIVED]]

Ale.

Beer.

Drinking.

Dwarves.

A loaf of bread!

 

Come with me, as I write down the strangest of tales, short ones at that! In small segments to ease the reading and to avoid invoking the wrath of boredom!

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