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MISFORTUNES.
Today was not a very good day for the little halfling Krok, despite the copious sunshine and bright fluffy white clouds drifting overhead. Surely no one would have expected such a malicious turn in fate. And so it was that the pair of us set out for Winter, unknowing of what was awaiting him ahead. It began with a mild exploration of the frosty landscape. Easily fending off the poor hungry creatures that roamed the plains, we searched the snows for the master huntsman, and following that just wandered around in the pure delight of exploration. Imagine our surprise at meeting face to googly-eyes with a hideous spider named Ursula, who lurked in a hidden pit beneath the crackling ice! The odd little discovery merely heightened our curiosity. Unfortunately this may not have been so beneficial. Krok led me along the walls in search of hidden doors and other unknown interests, but once we ascertained that there was no other uncovered goodie, he turned to traversing the central plains. This proved to be our undoing. The fairly uneventful trek around the wintry perimeters had deceived us into lowering our guard. First we blundered into a bodak and Formorian duo just when sanctuary fell though we survived through the luck of fleeing, the instance happened a second time, and then a third. This last time brought us into a deathtrap of bloodthirsty beasts, triplets abounding in each direction. Fleeing only brought more beatings raining on us from either side. In But this was not all that was to befall the poor thief. Nay, it so happened that Blonk and Lhurgroth had decided to venture into Winter in our wake. Blonk told me that the pair had split up, and sometime during their separation Lhurgroth happened upon Krok's yet-warm corpse and stole most of his wares, leaving but two sacks and a pair of boots. Upon notification of this, Krok attempted to retrieve his items as only he could, with the use of his blackjack. Here, Lady Luck deserted him again not only did his brave attempt fail, Qort the young Justice just happened to be standing in the next room. Krok was warranted, and without wares, he had little to no chance of defending himself. As the recipient of the blackjack blow, Lhurgroth joined in the apprehending of the hapless halfling. A final lucky blackjack outside North Square caught the drow shaman, but Qort was already upon him. Again Krok fell, this time to the merciless blows of the Justice guard. It was not surprising that Krok departed the realm soon after. I have not the words to express my sorrow and guilt on this matter. Through these unfortunate circumstances, and from no fault of his own, Krok lost two of his lives. Hopefully Chance will give him less pain in the remainder of his existence in Thera. Scribed by Ellora. (Read about a Skirmish) |
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