D&D 3.5 - Scarred Lands

Hmmm. It seamed like a nice little town. And after the long walk here it sure was nice to just sit back and reap the REwords of of our last little outing. They even had themselves a little fesitval which sure was nice. Wyn'gar and I tried our hand in the AREchury contest. Did well 'till that string bean of a farmers daughter went and made us look downright AmaTUREist, if'n ya get ma drift. I will say that that sure was one helluva shot. She was easy on the eyes too.

And I'll be turnip plant ifin that guy didin just walk up ta me wida arrow sticken outa em. 'corse we shuda never listen to a fella wida arrow sticken outa em. but no, we had to be all nice an everything and go and heal em and rouse the general alarm cus bad stuff could be coming down on this nice little village. yup, that was dumb, trying to save everybodys lives en all. but we did it, and he lived, and he told us that he had the biggest hot potato I done ever seen. but hell, ifen he's what he says he is and he didin lie, well then that oath we done took'll be worth it I s'pose.

ya know, my first thought was 'we need to run now' but no. we done and gone and listened to to the fella wida arrow stuck in em again and waited for the boat so we kin make better time. I guess thats why I'm currently face down in an ally way with green stuff drooling outa ma mouth.

I swear, I will never trust a fella wida arrow stuck in em ever again.